Walkin' On...
Delusion has a distinct clarity, which psychosis lacks. The road of delusion is crystal, transparent, and nearly unidentifiable. Psychosis, on the other hand, is warped and cracked and refracts light at its impurities, making it much easier to spot. To tread, both require trust, albeit not in Truth but in the source of the delusion or psychosis. Sometimes, that is only our Self. However, it is often much bigger, more calculated, and nefarious than that. A sociopolitically cultivated and premature dotage is an intentional plan. It is less of a stroll and more of a foxtrot. It is a complex dance intricately weaving legwork and controlled body flight into a rapid but seamless display of performative force. It holds our gaze and says, ‘Keep it moving; there’s nothing to see here,’ as we trip and sashay away from the suffering and trials of our fellow humans. It lifts our chin and says, ‘Play the game; you will be fine,’ as we close our eyes and pirouette through the pain. The reality of our shared struggles and the true intractability of our lives exists just beneath that pellucid path if only we would look down. If only we would regard others as we might ourselves. If only.
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Oh it is a heartbreaking poem.