have a nice depression! : )

life and the world -- and/or your personal life and world -- may seem to have no Meaning...but is that a good enough reason to get depressed?

it is always astonishing to hear how "depression" is spoken about in and by the publicly dominating middle-class mind. it is difficult for a Steppenwolf-type to know where to begin to critique such a presumptuous optimism as so confidently describes "depression" as an illness that is treatable.
if one takes a realistic look at human history in merely the past 100 years, or the scores of world conflicts current today... oh, who needs to get depressed listing all the problems in the world, past, present and future, and how they affect our nations, societies, families, careers, personal lives, mental health...
fyi: there are many aspects of our daily life and world, that fully merit, that well deserve, being depressed about.

and then, what of those poor, unfortunate individuals in history who suffered from some Platonic madness, Renaissance melancholy, Faustian despair, Romantic brooding...who might have done so much better and more with treatment for their depressions. Dante was lost in those damned dark woods; Michelangelo was said to have not only depressions, but a temper. Beethoven could have smiled in spite of his growing deafness. and what of distressed Dostoevsky...he surely would have written such nice stories. and Nietzsche...with his horrid "death of God" news...no wonder he went mad.

being depressed is perhaps one of the most realistic relations to the world as it is, even if we do not accept a contemptus mundi.