Pessimism and Lust for life;
From the beginning of time, we have been subjected to optimistic things. The world around is painfully optimistic. We have been romanticizing cliche things. Love is something that has been ruined by half of the human race. From catchphrases like “To love is to live” is almost as nonsensical as “To eat is to dance” Problem is, these both sentences can seem logical to you! Truth is that we have been structured to watching optimism as a sign of happiness and pessimism as a sign of sadness, Which are a majority of the time but not always. Pessimism has always personally attracted me. Pessimism and optimism both are abstract terms, But if a person is pessimistic does it mean that death is something he/she longs for? Or vice versa? Assumptions about death or life and its meaning are not something that I want to surf over! I don’t know about death being the end or not! But people from all the places, all the eras have devoted life to something, and from Religion to art, everything has been created to cope with the fact of life being meaningless and utterly useless. Which half of the people don’t think of and live their whole life creating some meaning of their interest.
Interest tends to change as people grow and observe the world around them, some may find the world by their side some may not. We all look to, find something, to chase something, every day. If not “welcome to existential town” Some live their life with their made-up meaning and passion, completely among all odds. Some are more tend to commit philosophical suicide. ‘Vincent Van Gogh’ lived one hell of a life!
“Vincent van Gogh was a Dutch painter, generally considered to be the greatest after Rembrandt van Rijn, and one of the greatest of the Post-Impressionists. He sold only one artwork during his life, but in the century after his death, he became perhaps the most recognized painter of all time.”
Van Gogh is considered the most influential painter to have ever lived; He has created his legacy after he died, A century later. Just like many more artists and philosophers like Nietzsche and Franz Kafka. Both got famous after a long time from death and attained fame and name much later. But learning about the life of ‘Van Gogh’, It’s sad and bizarre. He devoted his life to paintings and still, he sold only one of his artwork. Van Gogh in his later life was admitted to an asylum where then he painted ‘Starry Night’ From his cell window.
Van Gogh had a terrible life and that is a fact. But he as Irving stone named his book upon the fiction re-telling of Van Gogh, Had “Lust for Life”. Is living life on all odds Optimism? Or is it subjective pessimism? Vincent knew what he wanted, He wanted love, He wanted to be a good painter! He had and was, but he got extreme empathy after his death and got considered the greatest painter but… After a century later. So if Vincent lived for painting, Painted some good paintings, and lived his whole life with Art, Does that give his life meaning? Or getting famous after his death and influencing 1000’s of people, Does that make his life meaningful? As philosophers have said that we need to give life our meaning and make it worthwhile, while we live, defines and justifies every Person’s life in a nutshell from ‘Vincent van Gogh’ to ‘Shah Rukh Khan’
Living and dying is something that every human figure out on their own, From finding meaning in the absurd to finding meaning in walking, in Watching sunsets. And from Lust to live to Commit a suicide every person that has born in this world and who has lived for a sane amount of time trying to be insane over world or vice versa, Have thought this things and each of them have been able to find a way to die or reason for why they live! And how absurd it may sound, Living and dying takes place and revolves around your perspective and your culture. You can be a rebel and live it all not caring or in Despair. But having a little hope is never wrong, Choosing life over Death can be painful, But never Wrong.
“For my part, I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.
”Vincent Van Gogh.