The ailment of existential crisis
We all have to die one day, we might as well die with some obscure meaning attached to it — Ryan Gelpke
The existential crisis is a condition born from the union of life and death sleeping together in the same bed called the living.
Compelled to coexist, they strive for amicability. Yet, their efforts often culminate in struggle, especially when death seeks to strip life of all significance and meaning, leaving it exposed and trembling in the cold of night.
Nonetheless, they persist in their efforts to remain together and honor each other’s individuality. Even when their elbows occasionally collide, they hold onto the hope that the majority of their remaining time on this Earth can be of mutual respect and peaceful coexistence.
Together they strive to have shared time where empathy and mutual understanding prevail, and compassion is the bridge across their divide.
In their quest for harmonious coexistence, they’ve consulted therapists, delved into self-help books, and explored philosophical texts, seeking to unravel the significance of their ongoing struggles and discover effective solutions.
After a long enough struggle with living succumbing to the moods and vagaries of the tension that exists between them, a solution they have come is to recognize the reality that their personalities are different and the tension between them may not go away.
After enduring a protracted struggle, with living succumbing to the unpredictable shifts and nuances of the tension that binds life and death, they have arrived at a realization: their distinct personalities are there to stay, and the tension between them will remain.
To keep moving forward, they’ve reached a compromise solution that has been effective.
What they have settled down is to let life have a meaning, purpose, goal, and something to look forward to in the mornings. Yet, being perfectly aware that periods of tranquility could be taken over by occasions of death doubting the authenticity of everything life does. They have come to an acceptance that when that happens it would be moments of facing the ailment of existential crisis once again.
Indeed, they acknowledge that equilibrium between always be tenuous and is capable of shifting without a formal announcement.
For now, the arrangement has been working out well.
Ciao.
