Just A Crazy Thought...
Is it crazy to want to go insane? You, the world, see them as lunatics, you judge them and laugh.
But I admire them.
It takes courage to give in to your thoughts, to leave them be and let them wander along their own mysterious course. It takes a valiant soul to meet emotion face to face in the arena of the so very unknowable mind.
Madness is like a sieve between you and the outside. Only the finer details reach your attention, while the so-called realities of life stay behind, unable to fall through.
You do not have a disregard for order & consequences. You are simply oblivious to them. There is no other moment for you except the present. Reference to any other is a programmed response to the regime of time, order & planning that reigns in our world.
Emotion is full-blast. No boundaries, no rules, no suppression. You feel exactly what you feel, as much as you feel it, at the exact moment you feel it. You fear and hate, love and admire, hurt, rejoice, ponder, despair, all with reckless abandon because you don't know the meaning of consummation. You are unaffected by the aftermath.
And yet there is a chaotic order to it all...
We try to control our every thought, action and emotion to all extents. I am not mocking selfdiscipline. I am simply suggesting the ultimate self discovery. For, what are we but mind and emotion? How can one know oneself if speculation is the basis of self portraiture?
They have seen the horrors and the heavenly pleasures that make up the essence of their beings. They are shunned because they know the truth.
Just as we, the wanderers and the inquisitors, are shunned and slandered by those who have yet to tear down the walls that surround and silence their souls.
But I admire them.
It takes courage to give in to your thoughts, to leave them be and let them wander along their own mysterious course. It takes a valiant soul to meet emotion face to face in the arena of the so very unknowable mind.
Madness is like a sieve between you and the outside. Only the finer details reach your attention, while the so-called realities of life stay behind, unable to fall through.
You do not have a disregard for order & consequences. You are simply oblivious to them. There is no other moment for you except the present. Reference to any other is a programmed response to the regime of time, order & planning that reigns in our world.
Emotion is full-blast. No boundaries, no rules, no suppression. You feel exactly what you feel, as much as you feel it, at the exact moment you feel it. You fear and hate, love and admire, hurt, rejoice, ponder, despair, all with reckless abandon because you don't know the meaning of consummation. You are unaffected by the aftermath.
And yet there is a chaotic order to it all...
We try to control our every thought, action and emotion to all extents. I am not mocking selfdiscipline. I am simply suggesting the ultimate self discovery. For, what are we but mind and emotion? How can one know oneself if speculation is the basis of self portraiture?
They have seen the horrors and the heavenly pleasures that make up the essence of their beings. They are shunned because they know the truth.
Just as we, the wanderers and the inquisitors, are shunned and slandered by those who have yet to tear down the walls that surround and silence their souls.
posted by Morgana Magenta at 12:07 AM
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