Robin Williams didn’t die from suicide. I only just heard the sad, sad news of Robin Williams’s death. My wife sent me a message to tell me he had died, and, when I asked her what he died from, she told me something that nobody in the news seems to be talking about.
When people die from cancer, their cause of death can be various horrible things – seizure, stroke, pneumonia – and when someone dies after battling cancer, and people ask “How did they die?”, you never hear anyone say “pulmonary embolism”, the answer is always “cancer”. A Pulmonary Embolism can be the final cause of death with some cancers, but when a friend of mine died from cancer, he died from cancer. That was it. And when I asked my wife what Robin Williams died from, she, very wisely, replied “Depression”.
The word “suicide” gives many people the impression that “it was his own decision,” or “he chose to die, whereas most people with cancer fight to live.” And, because Depression is still such a misunderstood condition, you can hardly blame people for not really understanding. Just a quick search on Twitter will show how many people have little sympathy for those who commit suicide…
But, just as a Pulmonary Embolism is a fatal symptom of cancer, suicide is a fatal symptom of Depression. Depression is an illness, not a choice of lifestyle. You can’t just “cheer up” with depression, just as you can’t choose not to have cancer. When someone commits suicide as a result of Depression, they die from Depression – an illness that kills millions each year. It is hard to know exactly how many people actually die from Depression each year because the figures and statistics only seem to show how many people die from “suicide” each year (and you don’t necessarily have to suffer Depression to commit suicide, it’s usually just implied). But considering that one person commits suicide every 14 minutes in the US alone, we clearly need to do more to battle this illness, and the stigmas that continue to surround it. Perhaps Depression might lose some its “it was his own fault” stigma, if we start focussing on the illness, rather than the symptom. Robin Williams didn’t die from suicide. He died from Depression*. It wasn’t his choice to suffer that.
Thirty spokes are joined together in a wheel,
but it is the center hole
that allows the wheel to function.
We mold clay into a pot,
but it is the emptiness inside
that makes the vessel useful.
We fashion wood for a house,
but it is the emptiness inside
that makes it livable.
We work with the substantial,
but the emptiness is what we use.
if we begin a new universe with the ideas of good and truth, immediately we get love, where the two overlap. so love is straight away found at the centre of the universe, and will remain so, as it is the marriage of the two original ideas upon which everything else is based.
we quickly notice two hemispheres forming, one under the umbrella of truth, the other under the umbrella of good, though both hemispheres interestingly find themselves orbiting around the central idea of love. in the hemisphere of truth we find logic, rationality, analysis, in the hemisphere of good we find creativity, intuition, freedom
fortunately both hemispheres grow at comparable rates, and they interact with each other in a wide variety of ways. perfect reciprocals exist across hemispheres, (ie freedom and rationality, or other perfectly balanced reflections of the original ideas, good and truth). occasionally these ideas find each other. true love happens. when true, true love happens, we find that those partaking are honestly inseparable. this happens much more with simple ideas, as complex ideas contain many facets that must be integrated. true love becomes more and more rare, some see this as a problem, others see it as a learning opportunity. incredible complexities begin to emerge, galaxies consolidate themselves into single cells and learn how to self replicate through billions of years of trial and error. it is a great success.
later, collections of cells argue about rationality and freedom and origins of things - they suppose god reasoned it out and made it all this way because it is somehow perfect, or that an infinite random universe made all of this inevitable since all of this must happen as part of the process of everything happening, and somehow they fail to notice these conflicting points of view are all simply reflections of those two hemispheres of the universe, of the brain, that must be unified by the one and only central idea, which is love.