One thing that baffles me is when people surround themselves with depression. They often knowingly and deliberately seek out that which will bring them even more pain and nurture further hurt within themselves. I've done that myself before, though I can't figure out why. There's a difference between listening to music that expresses a feeling and provides a conduit for emotional release, and actually leaping into a culture of depression that only serves to provide a greater sense of despair about oneself, others, and the world. It may feel good, possibly even appropriate, but I think it's safe to say that joy feels much better.
I just wish these individuals would comprehend the value of joy. Sometimes, when you're in the wrong mood, joy can seem agonising, frustrating, and unwelcome. I know I have been there; the despondency of Wake Up Dead Man is of much more comfort than its euphoric sequel, Beautiful Day. However, a real sense of joy has a side of understanding, and its infectious nature makes it rather hard to ignore. It's also a wonderful cure, turning even the worst sorrow into celebration. If you don't believe me, flick through the gospels. You don't need to be religious to see how the pure joy of the rise of Christ completely altered the mentality of the disciples, banishing their agony and replacing it with much rejoicing and hope.
I can't believe it's taken me so long to realise this. It's so obvious! Has anyone read my Easter entries from earlier this year (9-12 April in my archives, for the curious)? You really would think that I would have realised it then! Great things come to people who wait, though, and I feel a true and genuine sense of joy. I see it in the people I know as well. It's infectious, it's wonderful, and it continues to grow. Depression and despondency can seem realistic and are sometimes warranted, but joy ... is indescribable and it makes life seem so worthwhile and positive.
I want to run, I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside
I want to reach out and touch the flame
WHERE THE STREETS HAVE NO NAME!