Where the function is served by the proclamation of the most extreme ideal of escape, but the proclamation alone.
This, too, strikes me as important to consider. I find it difficult to express suicidal thoughts to people around me… There is a certain burden that it seems to put on others, and I am constantly questioning if they can bear it or not.
I do believe there is great protective value in the proclamation itself – in being able to say it out loud and have others say “I feel that way too.” Indeed, this is the very thing that is rebuilding and fortifying the precarious ground that I was standing on not too long ago.
I have proclaimed such things to the skies, to animals, and to ethereal things, but something about the understanding from other humans who have felt it is what truly keeps me on solid ground. That, and the notion that we are all ever-marching toward the end anyway.