Alphascendant -> RE: Criminally Violent Sub (8/16/2009 6:16:15 AM)
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I beleve anxiety is a healthy thing, the flame of passion, why would I want to mess with that? It may lead me into an occasional deep, dark hole, but it is only in darkness where we learn to truly appreciate the light. What kind of medication are you on? Ours has been a very twisted relationship. I have been to different therapists in the past, but not lately because I know where it will lead, to their saying my problem is being unable to find the right woman, each one has said the same thing. Maybe she doesn't exist? It certainly doesn't help if the woman has been very efficient at creating a mirage, even more difficult if she believes that mirage. Maybe my logic is so far from what the social majority has been conditioned to believe that there isn't a woman that can cope with my eccentricities without somehow trying to change them to what she believes is best for me. No thanks, I'll keep my hypomania. "Hypomania can also have a benefit in creativity and productive energy. Many have cited it as a gateway to their success, and a large number of people with creative talents have experienced hypomania or other symptoms of bipolar disorder. Classic symptoms of hypomania include mild euphoria, a flood of ideas, endless energy, and a desire and drive for success." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypomania Gee, somebody is really happy, but then has mood swings because they aren't really happy all the time, all while being endlessly creative and working constantly to achieve success. I can understand how that will make others jealous to the point of finding something wrong with it as a means of excusing their own sorry behavior. Experiencing the symptoms of something doesn't mean it is in effect. If my balls itch doesn't mean I have crabs. If what I believe to be true is not the reality of everybody else, then who's the psychotic? I have been witness to people vanishing into thin air. Impossible you say? Maybe I am just luckier than others because I have seen it, because I believe it is possible, and those that don't believe are blinded by their own jealousies, ignorance, or closed mindness, therefore accusing me of being insane. Maybe it isn't luck, maybe I have earned the privilege of seeing such things because I have dared to believe and lived my life accordingly to the best of my ability. So maybe in her mirage is where she is comfortable and it is all very real, to her, but it is indeed a mirage when it has to be sustained with lies and deceit. I work for a law firm that promotes freedom of speech and expression. The "Establishment" has held seminars on how our coalition is dangerous because we try to enlighten the so called less desirable elements on how to use the Constitution for their advantage. I may not agree with or care to partake in a certain "lifestyle" but I certainly do defend the right to live it. At an event last week, Sturgis, South Dakota, it was frustrating to see so many people that are not interested in their rights. So many people acting like tough bikers, yet with no guts to stand up for their rights. One man said, when this country goes down the tubes he won't feel sorry one bit, as this country will get what it deserves. Society is fucked up when a person feels better about spending $100 cheering on a millionaire athlete to chase a little ball, instead of donating it to a worthy cause. I used to chase the little ball, not any more. Booze, drugs, sex, and motorcycles, a week of it for miles and miles around, as I was there to help what seems to be a majority of unappreciative assholes continue with their freedoms. During my off time I chose to hibernate in my little private dungeon, sitting there in the darkness wondering what the fuck am I going to do next. How will I escape the madness? It wasn't until the event was over and I got out on the open road, listening to Benny Goodman, practicing my vocal scales, reading my books, studying music theory, and feeling the energy of my new song that I began to feel alive again. Stopping at a little gun shop to buy a .50 caliber musket loader and have it shipped to my home in Maine. If the social structure crumbles today, it would take less than a year to walk from Maine to California. I have a compass and can kill a deer with a pointed stick. I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive and a country boy can survive. You can call me crazy, bipolar, whatever you wish, 30 years ago I first made the connection between Maine and maniac, yes, I am the real thing. Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys..... don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks. If I don't give a crap about what anybody thinks of me in the normal course of a day, doing what I want to do, why would this forum be any different, nobody is going to change me. If Dio can still pipe it out at 67 (have you heard the band Heaven and Hell?) at 49, I am in no rush to be popular and attracting a crowd that will only get in my way. I still am learning how to sing. I used to find entertainment in these threads, but after time, seeing the same opinions, the same warped delusions, repetitive pissing contests, and the same crappy website mentality as any other sites, quite frankly... all of the other sites, minus a few exceptions, as I do agree with and it was refreshing to discover the political and spiritual opinions of a select few here as well as being enlightened about the relationship between dominance and submission, but nothing more that can or will change my outlook on life, or contribute to my contentment in a positve manner. If anything, this site has opened my eyes to the lack of discipline in my life, self discipline. I have your bipolar right here. [sm=fingers.gif]
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