Purposeful depression captures fast the lonesome, crushing ever further disastrous despair.  I remain steadfast in life regardless of the odds.  Death may come but it shan't be sought, of that much I'm incredibly sure.  DJ AM, a virtual nobody to me offed himself recently, tragic sad horrible.  Regardless of his personage or his demons (of which were many), this was a human who won't be this way again, terrible loss of life.  Times that by a million and several other humans offed themselves recently.  And yet we the survivors mourn their loss and ask ourselves why, but we're reminded of the gaping hole torn asunder by despair, darkness, murky depths and wanton bemoaning. 


  We're born and bred in despair and loss, especially as we approach an end; the final end of life or our own tragedies.  None the less, enjoy what you have, and embrace what isn't yours, eternal life on earth.