There Is A Beauty In Melancholy. And It Is Felt.

A friend of mine asked me today, why I like to post emo stuff. Probably because he felt that there was an overload of emo content in this blog. And when I tried explaining, ... It got me thinking.

Why do I like to post emo stuff? There must be a reason. It's not so that I am emo ALL the time. Is it because joy has nothing to be spoken of? It is only to be felt and enjoyed?

And as I tried to give an answer, a sudden thought occured to me. Could it be that I actually LIKE emo stuff? Not that I dislike happy stuff, but you catch my drift.

All this time I thought I hated emo stuff. Hated the way it makes people and myself feel. Hated the way it tints the world, hated the way it just creeps in and suddenly you're painfully aware of the existance of your heart. Hated the gloom of it. Hated the sadness of it. Hated the... emoness of it all! I thought I had sworn off emoness and that I was practically phobic of it. Yes, sadness.

Could it be, that I too find a certain beuty in sadness? I inadvertantly found myself expressing so much when I tried to explain. I said that there was a certain poetic quality to sadness. Words and sentences just come together nicely when it speaks of... more melancholic things. And the moments those words were out of my mouth I started. Probably because I never really acknowledged that I felt that way about it and saying it out loud suddenly brings it to your attention.

Another friend once told me too that he found sadness beautiful. And at the time, I could not really understand. I found it difficult to wrap my head around the concept that sadness was beautiful. I mean how can it be? When it makes you feel so crummy? And yet, there was a certain familiarity to his words. I knew what it was, just that I thought I was past that stage, over the whole "sadness is beautiful" thing. I thought I was over being the "emo chick".

But this evening suddenly I realized that I do understand! :o And that I for one, found a beauty in sadness too.

You don't have to love being sad or to like being emo to feel that there is a beauty in melancholy and to appreciate it. I believe no one in this world likes being miserable. And people who feel that way are not necessarily chronic depressive people. It's such an abstract and... odd concept! Truly odd! And so weird. I understand but I don't know how and why I understand and it's just hell to explain! :o *laughs*

There is a beauty in sadness. And it is felt. Not really seen or heard, but felt.

So yeah. Now I get it. :)

My friend, that was a truly interesting question you asked me. *smiles*