The good fight,otherworldly people,helping others
Well I've been talking to suicidal people on forums and it's helped me a lot not only to forget myself and my own problems, but to know others are going through the same.I feel some purpose to my days helping other people.It made me think of all the times I was in hospital what profound work the people there are doing day after day seeing people at their most vulnerable,wrecked and devastated,they are amazing but still part of an abominable system.I have to say everything that's happened has made me much less selfish,more able to understand suffering and tragedy in a profound way.I really feel a bit like saving the world,but really I've got the task of healing myself first.It amazes me how much support and love people need and how scarce it is to find.I found a good support group for brain injury and I hope that helps.I am being much slower and easier on myself not expecting too much for awhile.
I still want to fight against psychiatry,I still want to rally up against it all but I find myself too muddled for it with the damage to gather my thoughts around it.I have always had a very strong premise about what psychiatry as a science does with mental illness or spiritual illness as it should also be called.I had a passioned philosophy surrounding it and true healing,shamanism and the nature of things like manic depression and schizophrenia but it takes more work to find it with my mind like this.I use to have often brilliant thoughts about it all and would often argue with my doctors in hospital about the way in which mental illness is handled by psychiatry with complete neglect and disregard of the spirit.Everything reduced to masculine logic and reason.I want to battle it but my mind still has to orchestrate with me.
If anyone should be fighting it should be me,after everything these meds (created by psychiatry) have done to me,destroyed my once brilliant brain and my body,my intuitive gifts and spiritual power as well. If anyone should be rallying against it all it should be me.If I had been raised in my grandmothers tribal village I would have been made a shamaness/healer from the time I started dreaming it,my gifts would have been wholly recognised to work with spirit,to move between worlds but in the west I was utterly utterly destroyed - both my brain and my body by this reductionist science that ignores thousands of years of healing and history,that has worked for thousands of years vs these pills that have been around for less than sixty years.
I don't know if I can campaign with a broken brain,well at least I'm still rhyming.
It all use to come to me easily the eloquence and passion to speak aloud about it all,the way bipolar people,schizophrenics etc etc fill the wards now and are medicated but are having awakenings,risings,spiritual journeys and are otherworldly people.But now my processing and my memory struggles to conceive of what to say.I'm glad I did speak out about it all when I had the chance and the mind too,I intend to do much more.I can't help but feel I could have done so much more.The words will come slowly but surely.For now I'll leave you with beyond meds and myths,shamans and seers.
I still want to fight against psychiatry,I still want to rally up against it all but I find myself too muddled for it with the damage to gather my thoughts around it.I have always had a very strong premise about what psychiatry as a science does with mental illness or spiritual illness as it should also be called.I had a passioned philosophy surrounding it and true healing,shamanism and the nature of things like manic depression and schizophrenia but it takes more work to find it with my mind like this.I use to have often brilliant thoughts about it all and would often argue with my doctors in hospital about the way in which mental illness is handled by psychiatry with complete neglect and disregard of the spirit.Everything reduced to masculine logic and reason.I want to battle it but my mind still has to orchestrate with me.
If anyone should be fighting it should be me,after everything these meds (created by psychiatry) have done to me,destroyed my once brilliant brain and my body,my intuitive gifts and spiritual power as well. If anyone should be rallying against it all it should be me.If I had been raised in my grandmothers tribal village I would have been made a shamaness/healer from the time I started dreaming it,my gifts would have been wholly recognised to work with spirit,to move between worlds but in the west I was utterly utterly destroyed - both my brain and my body by this reductionist science that ignores thousands of years of healing and history,that has worked for thousands of years vs these pills that have been around for less than sixty years.
I don't know if I can campaign with a broken brain,well at least I'm still rhyming.
It all use to come to me easily the eloquence and passion to speak aloud about it all,the way bipolar people,schizophrenics etc etc fill the wards now and are medicated but are having awakenings,risings,spiritual journeys and are otherworldly people.But now my processing and my memory struggles to conceive of what to say.I'm glad I did speak out about it all when I had the chance and the mind too,I intend to do much more.I can't help but feel I could have done so much more.The words will come slowly but surely.For now I'll leave you with beyond meds and myths,shamans and seers.
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