Psychosis/mind altered states thread Anonymous 12166
Psychosis fascinates me - it is like a scary mysterious condition of the mind. Yet, videos and content on what it looks like seems far and few between.
So I'll post some psychotic writings I found instead, news reports, and other such things. Likewise, I think it'd be interesting to also post about other mind-altered states, maybe some trip reports.
pic - Louis Wain's progression with art
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Example: Vaslav Nijinsky.
https://theexaminedlife.org/library/diaries-vaslav-nijinsky
>One day, I was in the mountains and got onto a road that led up to a mountain. I went along it and stopped. I wanted to speak on the mountain because I felt the desire to do so. I did not speak because I thought everyone would say that that man was mad. I was not mad, because I felt. I felt not pain, but love for people. I wanted to jump from the mountain into the little town of St. Moritz. I did not shout, because I felt that I had to go farther. I went farther and saw a tree. The tree said to me that no one could not speak here, because men did not understand feeling.
>I wanted to speak, but my voice was so strong I could not speak, and I shouted. 'I love everyone, and I want happiness!' 'I love everyone!' 'I want everyone.' I cannot speak French, but I will learn it if I walk by myself. I want to speak loudly so that people will feel me. I want to love everyone, and therefore I want to speak all languages.Anonymous 12168
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You'll see that most psychotic episodes develop gradually if you pay attention to the writings. Sometimes people realize their thinking keeps slipping away and they aren't purely delusional.
>So the grades I earned were the only objective signal I ever received about how I was doing in the world. The task of setting and achieving academic goals operated as a sort of adhesive; I needed it to hold myself together.
>But explaining what I’ve come to call “disorganization” is a different challenge altogether. Consciousness gradually loses its coherence. One’s center gives way. The center cannot hold. The “me” becomes a haze, and the solid center from which one experiences reality breaks up like a bad radio signal
>Immediately, every sight, every sound, every smell coming at you carries equal weight; every thought, feeling, memory, and idea presents itself to you with an equally strong and demanding intensity
relatable
