Monday, January 3, 2011

Slippery Sensations

Tingling in the brain can be the doorway.  Feelings of control slipping away can be common when the portal to other states of mind opens.  Sensation can peak and deliver a reality between cognicent thought and psychosis.  Times of manic turmoil can be distressing and shameful.  Keeping quiet and praying for the abnormality's retreat can be the path an afflicted soul can take.  Experiencing a rocking harmony can be absent and a meandering, slipping state can be troubling.

I try to put into words the scenes that bipolar people contend with.  Being reactive to criticism and scorn can issue an ultimatum to choose the medical of this life or the images of altered reality.  We can be perfect and grand in this place and we can also lack authority to the films in our mind.  There is a beckoning to play by different rules and answer our discontent with the exploding star that is rising inside of us.  Violence of thought and action can be a result and delusions can confirm that all others are wrong and either ignorant or harmful.  Paranoia plays a supporting role in the play that is unfolding.  The population of those with manic psychosis or delusional thought can be left with a shaken sense of confidence in either self or others.  A trail to the courtroom can be the consequence of the mindgames this disease serves up.

To those who have faced an apocolipse in their life, being in the moment can be essential.  Finding freedom in nature or the light of a flame can focus us on the resolve and endurance we have.  Their is courage in facing the humiliation of our own actions in our episodic turmoil.  We breathe as others do, but the cackling laughter of the night that befalls us can be too much.  I still work to find peace within when the world around us dismisses and shames us with the label of crazy.  Humility births a path that our fluxuation between granduer and worthlessness so desires.  Being empathetic to that which is seen as lowly and shameful can be a great gift to the human race.  I have seen a land of princes and kings and I draw a sword to be a warrior in a day to day crusade for peace and justice.  The imagery of these frenetic times can hold a personal meaning that may escape translation.  I challange all who have seen, to live and do in the name of that defenseless part of ourselves.  This is my meditation for this day.  I honor you as a part of all that is gentle and divine.  Know that the ripples that these deluging times can create can echo in our everday as a strength in a time of weakness.

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