Loneliness is usually seen as something destructive for a person, preventing it from living, putting obstacles and breaking it. And often loneliness is interpreted as a consequence of an external world pressure on the personality, which forces it to shut itself from it, to flee, while suffering from it.
Loneliness is almost always perceived by us as a tragedy. And we run from it, unable to endure communication with our own self.
But escape from loneliness is an escape from ourselves. For only in solitude, we can understand our existence, as something we and our close ones need.
Only by going through the gates of loneliness, a person becomes really interesting and valuable for the world around it. Loneliness is the axis that pierces through our life. It pierces through our childhood, youth, maturity, and oldness. In fact, human life is an endless sequence of periods of loneliness and usual life.
Loneliness is a beautiful afterlight. In its pure light, daily life dies and all the most important things come to light.