have you recognized your madness and do you admit it?
Have you noticed that all your foundations are completely mired in madness? Do you not want to recognize your madness and welcome it in a friendly manner? You wanted to accept everything.
So accept madness too. Let the light of your madness shine and it will suddenly
dawn on you
Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared but instead you should give it life.. .
If you want to find paths you should also not spurn madness since it makes up such a great part of your nature...
Be glad that you can recognize it for you will thus avoid becoming its victim. Madness is a special form of the spirit and clings to all teachings and philosophies but even more to daily life
since life itself is full of craziness and at bottom utterly illogical. Man strives toward reason only so that he can make rules for himself. Life itself has no rules. That is its mystery and its unknown law. What you call knowledge is an attempt to impose something comprehensible on life.
What defines madness?
Is it a state of being that is derived from deterioration of the brain, or is it just extremely foolish behavior created by mayhem and chaos?
Perhaps, it is a collaboration of the two, for without sane cognition the basis of irrationality would not be present. Man is riddled with madness inside and out, yet through his state of frenzy and turmoil, he unveils unexpected guidance, validity, and enlightenment. It seems impossible for two opposing ideas to have subsequent logical soundness, but it is the goal of this thoughts to clearly defend the paradox that exist between madness and truth. It illustrates a paradox of how madness illuminates the truth.
When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?
Perhaps to be too practical is madness. To surrender dreams, this may be madness. Too much sanity may be madness. And maddest of all, to see life as it is. Because what we see is not the truth, but rather our interpretation and distortion of the things we struggle to perceive.
Our imagination, ideologies and perceptions fuse with our conception of reality, as we transform the world around us, give meanings to abstractions, and find order in a world programmed by madness.
We are prone to madness, to nature, to the metaphorical forces that influence and envelop reality. In order to understand the metaphysical realm, we conceptualize these divine, omnipotent forces through our uses of symbols, thus creating an understandable world defined by rationality and philosophy thinking. Philosophical thinking and rationality enable us to both understand our world metaphorical and define what humanity is.
IT
SAYS
THAT
EYES
HER
IN
CONFUSION
ALL SHE’S
LOST
TO
WHERE
AND
WHEN
HER
TOLD
THAT
VOICE
THE
CONTROL AND
TO
CONTROL
LOST
“I’VE
ACT SHE
SAID
AND
SIDE
HER
ON
KICKING
OUT,
SCREAMED
AGAIN” AND
SHE
CONTROL
SAID “I’VE
LOST
CONTROL”
AND
ESCAPE
NO
OF
EDGE
LOST
THE
UPON
AGAIN” AND
LAUGHED “I’VE
WALKED
I’M GOING SLIGHTLY MAD
I’M GOING SLIGHTLY MAD IT FINALLY HAPPENED IT FINALLY HAPPENED I’M SLIGHTLY MAD ONE WAVE SHORT OF A SHIPWRECK
I’M NOT AT MY USUAL TOP BILLING I’M COMING DOWN WITH A FEVER
I’M REALLY OUT TO SEA THIS KETTLE IS BOILING OVER I THINK I’M A BANANA TREE
Ale být velkým bláznem, a ne šílencem
Být velkým bláznem, a ne šílencem
To je umění, to bolí, to nejde komukoli
Když vezmou tě holí nebo slovy tě skolí
A ty jenom koukáš a nevěříš
Co roste na tvým poli
Tam, kde jsi před tím obilí zasil
Kdo zprasil ten svět, co býval tak krásný
Kdo zprasil ten svět, co býval tak krásný
Svět, který rodí jen větší a větší blázny
I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR A GUIDE TO WHO IS IT THAT CAN
COME AND TAKE ME BY THE HAND
ME WHO I
IT WAS ME, WAITING FOR ME HOPING FOR SOMETHING MORE A LOADED GUN WON’T SET YOU FREE ME, SEEING ME THIS TIME HOPING FOR SOMETHING ELSE
This is a crisis I knew had to come Destroying the balance I’d kept Doubting, unsettling, and turning around Wondering what will come next
Is this the role that you wanted to live?
I was foolish to ask for so much Without the protection and infancy’s guard
It all falls apart at first touch Watching the reel as it comes to a close Brutally taking its time
Disturbing and purging my mind
Back out of my duties, when all’s said and done I know that I’ll lose every time Sanctuary from these feverish smiles Is this the gift that I wanted to give?
Forgive and forget’s what they teach Or pass through the deserts and wastelands once more And watch as they drop by the beach
This is the crisis I knew had to come Destroying the balance I’d kept Turning around to the next set of lives Wondering what will come next
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