Demented is not a subordinate
grey
nor subbed to explain,
But instead every color there is
And self evident;
Cream:
Which is no tone
But texture to grow.
So stop with the divination
and calling my name
I'm right here
On this, honest
Double take
I'm looking forward
And not clinging to dreams
Ones I must obey and perform
the practice of wishful thinking for
in the name of
A mighty god
When I am right here
So stop the divination
And name Calling
I'm alright and I know it
I didn't need you to tell me that
I was another thing to worry about
Reluctantly finding the answers in my subconscious
I will sooth say
Loosening the gates
And letting all the folks in,
Into my humble castle
With exotic carpet hospitality
All are welcome
And we will be friends
And join forces
Without illusions of sums greater than wholes
But with a purpose to share what's worthless and worth all
This is a poem about social stigma's involving insanity and mental health. It concludes in describing how I personally have taken a new found look on it which in a nutshell assumes we are all crazy. For me, to be crazy does two things to a person- it can result in an ego where one might believe they are a god (stop with the divination and calling my name) and also a world where one is treated like the opposite ("" and the name calling). I philosophically believe the world only exists when you are aware of it and engage with it and thus are in fact god-like already. So to be treated like you are "crazy" is to basically acknowledge the power of your role in perceiving the world but are looked down upon for it as you realize everyone else abides by social controlled values and norms. As a result imagine a world where we function not in the cesspool of hierarchy trying to be better than one another, but instead realize that we are each gods and goddesses in our own way and we should each be valued as such. I thus dream of a world that we may live in, in which we revere one another and value all types of people. This is a dream of a world I may offer and present to others and all may be welcome in and one that does seems so passive. So to speak I am now making active efforts to be friendly, welcoming, and accepting of people in the world and respect as such. This active effort is not one that derives from obeying a system but instead I am entirely responsible for.