All art is a frantic human's pain at the desperation to reach across to the reader, audience, viewer whose senses are dumb, deaf and blind all at once. Intense art cannot be divorced from life and its suffering. We cannot pretend that we are normal, better, and wiser and more fortunate in life than the (seemingly mad) artist who makes the perennial scream an epitome of art. Munch and many, almost all artists have tried to come to terms with the suffering in their life. In fact suffering and anxiety were the causes that brought into existence their art. It is amazing how Munch was able to capture the universality of the scream in a single frame.