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Feb 28, 2016, 08:26 PM
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Member Since: Feb 2016
Location: A version of earth
Posts: 2,626
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I still have passion. Would never want to live without it.
I found the constant in all life's passionate turmoil: me and others. My passion is to work on knowing myself in relation to others. Mania lets me see what unites us. Depression lets me realise what doesn't, what divides us. Both let me see what really defines us and how that affects our perceptions.
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Mania kills cells. Brain cells die. Memories become more reduced conceptually, making more efficient use of limited means. Memories shape our reality. Our memories are more or less split in two by abstractions, conceptual reductions. Mood states with memories, concepts, attached. Memories of pain and those of joy. It causes instability, changeability. Fearing that will leave an emptiness between pain and joy and a greater divide.
See Me, Feel Me, Touch Me, Heal Me.
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