Welp, there's my dose of existential depression for the day. Conspiracy theorists, I'm sure, will be quick to yell that he didn't commit suicide, but was actual

Welp, there's my dose of existential depression for the day. Conspiracy theorists, I'm sure, will be quick to yell that he didn't commit suicide, but was actually killed by Russian governmental goons; which is actually somewhat more plausible here than usual, given Russia's handling of pretty much everything lately. And they may even propose that he did not write these words at all, but that they were planted for some double-agent counter-information reasons by said governmental goons. But I would argue that it doesn't matter how he died; what matters is why he died, and the beautiful but mournful words left behind. This is the world we live in. A world where someone, with no promise of paradise in the hereafter, would rather die just to get away from the insanity of the people around him. Even if that's not the case -- even if someone else took his life away from him -- the fact is that this collective insanity still killed him either way. He was a mathematician and a computer scientist, which indicates a respect for logic and reason and sense; the world decided those things were not important. He was a poet, which indicates a respect for love and emotion and passion of the kind you write about and sing about, not kill about; the world decided those things were not important. He explicitly valued freedom, at the very least the freedom to choose which point on this planet he stood and lived and existed; the world decided those things were not important. One by one, the world decided everything that made him was not important, and one by one, he began to believe them. For what use is reason amidst a tide of unreason? What use is love amidst a tide of hatred and cruelty? And what use is freedom when choice ends your life? This is the world we live in. It's not only Russia, of course, it's more of a global virus that's infected humanity from the start, transmitted from one person to another through droplets of words. But some people show stronger symptoms of this disease than others, and many people refuse the vaccination of exposure to opposing ideas and education about them. And in the end, despite the common belief that this disease, this viral mistrust and hatred and selfishness and fundamental requirement for validation through power, is "bad but not deadly" -- it is lethal. It is lethal far more often than we'd like to admit. And this virus? We created it. We nurture it. And if we don't do something about it... we will all end up in the abyss like Konstantin, one way or another.