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The Shadow breaks and the light escapes...never going in coming back again...where do we see when we dont see, what do we see without the wisdom to look....are changes inherent to only the environment and its creatures...adaptation, inspiration, the desire and need to evolve?....the mentally ill are tapping into a new level...unsound and unbound...unlocked and yet chained by the backwards society lived within...from where do we go...from the emurgence of schizophrenia to the full out delusions ...when do we say, stop medicating us and listen to what we have to say...though we are sick, we are also a part of a moment in the backwaters of society a half cousin of the next level of human evolution...mental illness is the unhealing scar that keeps getting picked off ...healing into evolution...but reverting due to the illness into a so called handicap...many things to think about when we approach such things as are the mentally ill actually gifted in a sense of beyond...beyond human conciousness , beyond natural gifts, beyond the realms of understanding...there in a forrest of the crying winds is an infant crying you walked into the forrest unsure of where the child is...it swirls around you the cry, the deep, the emptiness of an impeading pain...what for is this....its the mind Fing with your head taking you for a ride and showing you what its like to evovle...to adapt...to become...something else...we are the mystics of this generation...only now we can be medically supressed...its unnatural dammit...and we deserve to be free....some of us suffer, i understand, but some of us fly, why clip the wings of all.....like a child with a gift...some are genious artists...and some are genious atheletes...we are something else that is beyond social,thinking,understanding of the normal population....we are the coming of a beginning...we are the third eye...the repeating signal, the sign, the broadcast of the universe...for this illness doesnt get cured but surrpressed and if you get on the right channels and know what to look for you become tuned in and adept at seeing all the sweet beauty of it....
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When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.
- Mark Twain 
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