This is the exact moment a boy heard for the first time ever.
Everyone is always grabbing at us, trying to morph who we are. Is there really a way to fight it?
"Seven Blunders of the World"
1. Wealth without work
2. Pleasure without conscience
3. Knowledge without character
4. Commerce without morality
5. Science without humanity
6. Worship without sacrifice
7. Politics without principle
Never forget how much our thoughts and perception actually change reality itself. We have so much control.
This is something that I really need to remember.
Something we should all remember.
There is no absolute truth, but there is truth in everything <3
It always really bothers me when people say someone is “so bipolar” for being moody. That is not what bipolar means. That is why it is so hard for me to tell someone I have bipolar disorder because I’m so afraid they will think I must have a lot of mood swings.
I know I’m “really” here, but at the same time, I really am nothing more than a figment of reality’s imagination. Which is just a figment of my own imagination. Which I explained in my previous post. I’m kind of having a mild existential crisis. Luckily it is mild and I am handling it okay.
I’ve been having this feeling for a couple weeks now. Depersonalization apparently. I feel as though life isn’t real. I am in a dream. Sometimes I feel as though I have lived this all before (which I do believe, because I believe we have been “living”-in a sense- for eternity, and still have eternity to go. If we just do one thing though –WAKE UP—then we can stop the samsara of eternal life). Today I felt life as not real and a sense of impending doom. I have come to better terms with this feeling of life being a dream by realizing life is just a dream. What we see is not really reality, and how we perceive things is only a mere expression of what our subconscious believes. Not only is our perception just our subconscious, but the events in life itself is an expression of our own subconscious.
Everything is interconnected. Therefore, anything that happens in your life, or anywhere else, can relate right back to something you thought or did. You are constructing reality just as directly as your brain constructs your dreams. Everything “happens for a reason”, and that reason is you. The whole universe is contained within you and you affect the entire universe with every slight movement or brief thought. This is why life itself should be analyzed the same way you analyze a dream. If you encounter a specific animal, you should read into the symbolism, because you have done something that has led to an infinite series of events that led to that encounter. The color of the clothing you are wearing is a subconscious symbol. However, analyzing ALL these infinite symbols is impossible, and to attempt it is overwhelming. So only the things that stick out to you, or the general ideas seen, should be analyzed.
Anyways, just try viewing life as a dream and see what happens. You have complete control.
I have bipolar disorder and epilepsy, the two disorders I think that give you the least control possible. But I still know that I have complete control in some way. Even if I don’t see how to control the things I want to.
I think if everyone started trying to analyze life as a dream, and tried to get to the core of our collective human unconscious, one of us could just “wake up” from this dream, and everything would cease to exist. In a good way.
-side note- everything leads into everything else, because everything is interconnected. We are each doing something that is causing the same things to happen. Therefore, we are stuck in a single moment of time, that is infinite but not moving. One little thing needs to happen and the moment will stop. We are in, what we perceive, as being constant movement, but we are actually going nowhere and stuck doing the same things. Fuck. I wish I could make sense to other people.
I probably need more medication.
I love how much anger and confusion this shows. That is a lot of how I feel with bipolar disorder dragging me in so many directions.
This is a piece I did for art class, again.
It’s related to my bipolar disorder. It’s basically showing how mania is like a colourful wave of confusion and delusions, while depression in just this shitty black abyss of sadness.
I drew me in the middle if it showing that even though you can be your own person, the bipolar is alway there, and it engulfs your entire being even though it’s in the background, it’s always there.
It’s nothing phenomenal, but it’s really personal. So that’s why it means a lot to me.
This is something I can completely relate to. And its a very beautiful illustration of those feelings.