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"Franz Kafka" was the saddest writer in history of earth.

I don’t know why that affected me so strongly, but I’m watching a youtube video on disasters on Lake Huron, and the first one involves a coal freighter that was lost in the White Hurricane of 1913 called the SS Argus. Everyone on the ship was lost. But it’s mentioned that the captain’s body washed up later, and was found without a life jacket. So they thought, based partly on testimony of another ship that thought they saw them go down, that it just happened too fast for him to have time to get his jacket. But then another body was found, that of the second cook, and she was found wearing the life jacket marked ‘captain’. And that’s …

It didn’t work. It didn’t save her. But it’s so very possible that he spent his last moments alive trying to save someone else, one of his crew, and they probably both knew that it wouldn’t work, that there wasn’t a lot of hope in a blizzard on the lakes in November, but he tried … he tried anyway. Even if it did nothing but maybe make her body easier for her family to find.

You know that Mr Rogers thing of ‘look for the helpers’? How many times has someone, facing the end, done something tiny and fragile and maybe hopeless just to try and help someone else? Whether it works or not. How many people went to their graves at least trying?

That has to say something about us. As a people. As monstrous as we sometimes (perhaps often) are, so many times we were also …

Whoever saves one life, saves the whole world.

And sometimes you can’t save one life, sometimes it doesn’t work, sometimes there’s no getting out of this for anyone, but … try anyway. Because it matters anyway.

And maybe no one will ever know. But maybe also some day more than a century down the line, maybe some idiot will be crying into her coffee because of what you died trying.

beardedmrbean

this sounds like a party to me

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aggressionbread

It sucks that the only way to begin is by beginning

em-the-mushroom815

it's even worse that the only way to learn is by playing and the only way to win is by learning

thats-what-sidhe-said

But the only way to begin is by beginning. So let's begin.

gamechangershow

paper-wounds

not-a-smartass-just-a-nerd

I wonder if all the "dead poets society" "sad poetry" ppl reblogging this know it's from a d20 campaign.

do they know about ylfa? do they know what she became? do they know that the wolf did not eat her, but that she ate the wolf? do they know that she walked her grandmother's past to a wooden door? do they know she gave up her name so that people might someday be able to write their own stories?

wenchyfloozymoo

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Dr. Gachey with foxglove, 1890

dovewithscales

Some of Van Gogh’s best work was done during a period of his life that he spent in a hospital being treated for his mental health problems. I could be wrong but I think Starry Night was among those.

This is consistently the case. Creators tend to do their best work when they are in a healthy place and receiving proper treatment and not being self destructive in their efforts to cope. Go figure.

All our experiences, good and bad, inform what we create, but suffering is not the price of great art. Suffering is what prevents artists from completing great art.