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too desperate for all of these loose threads to mean something and to feel a sense of satisfaction.
When I was writing this review I knew that there will be some good souls like you that will walk into the static bubble with a innocent and desperate wish of finding the answer, and yet I chose to worte this review the way it is now because this is more of a personal comfation to me. Just like you said, I think most people will finish this game with absolutely no idea of how they feel about it. I think this a extremely subjective experience, therefore writing an explanation that will satisfy everyone is impossible, so I figured just to say the way it made most sense to me. Even though I still look back at my review and question it every time I read it. Because in the end it is hard to make some sense out this game not because the game itself doesn’t make sense, but because the nature of human’s pessimistic obsession has no answer to it.
What you said in the end definitely makes me ponder, because of the realization of the fact that we are all obsessed and desperte of finding some meaning out of playing an obsessed and desperate man. So the more I think about it now the more I’m certain about my answer that, quitting (or total destruction in a objective sense), is the only answer to our desperation. And the problem doesn’t always lies in the action, but to realize that we always have the radical freedom to do so.
I'm not sure whatever this person suffers from is mere depression - if the things you can see through the protagonist's eyes are actually real (and not metaphorical/imaginary) I dare say "depression" is not the diagnosis he'd get in the psych ward... or at least, not the only one.
As for the other characters - we really have no way of knowing that. If that's your way of reading it - fine, but that doesn't mean it has to be interpreted that way ;)