When a human being takes his life in depression, this is a natural death of spiritual causes. The modern barbarity of 'saving' the suicidal is based on a hair-raising misapprehension of the nature of existence.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that suicide can stem from deeper spiritual issues rather than just mental illness, challenging conventional views on the treatment of suicidal individuals.
Peter Wessel Zapffe's quote reflects a profound philosophical stance on the nature of existence and the complexity of human suffering. It implies that suicide, rather than being an act to be vehemently prevented, may arise from existential despair linked to the human condition. Zapffe criticizes the societal inclination to 'save' individuals contemplating suicide without comprehending the deeper spiritual and existential struggles they face, pointing to a misunderstanding of the essence of life itself.
In practice
During a mental health symposium focused on understanding the root causes of depression and suicide.
Man beholds the earth, and it is breathing like a great lung; whenever it exhales, delightful life swarms from all its pores and reaches out toward the sun, but when it inhales, a moan of rupture passes through the multitude, and corpses whip the ground like bouts of hail.
The tragedy of a species becoming unfit for life by over-evolving one ability is not confined to humankind. Thus it is thought, for instance, that certain deer in paleontological times succumbed as they acquired overly-heavy horns. The mutations must be considered blind, they work, are thrown forth, without any contact of interest with their environment. In depressive states, the mind may be seen in the image of such an antler, in all its fantastic splendour pinning its bearer to the ground.
As long as humankind recklessly proceeds in the fateful delusion of being biologically fated for triumph, nothing essential will change.
The seed of a metaphysical or religious defeat is in us all. For the honest questioner, however, who doesn't seek refuge in some faith or fantasy, there will never be an answer.
A coin is turned around before it is handed to the beggar, yet a child is unflinchingly tossed into cosmic bruteness.
She saw something awful in the very simplicity she failed to understand.
Our deeds disguise us. People need endless time to try on their deeds, until each knows the proper deeds for him to do. But every day, every hour, rushes by. There is no time.
I think the most important idea is to remember that there have been times throughout American history where what is right is not the same as what is legal.
Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did mount above his reach, And, melting, Heavens conspir'd his overthrow.
Whenever we moderns pause for a moment, and enter the silence, and listen very carefully, the glimmer of our deepest nature begins to shine forth, and we are introduced to the mysteries of the deep, the call of the within, the infinite radiance of a splendor that time and space forgot
We tend to defend vigorously things that in our deepest hearts we are not quite certain about. If we are certain of something we know, it doesn't need defending.
Subscribe for the occasional hand-picked quote. No noise.