This is the newest version of a possible introduction to my memoir
Its said that when you are in the throes of mental illness, when you are truly crazy, that you are
Its said that when you are in the throes of mental illness, when you are truly crazy, that you are
unaware
of what the reality of the situation really is. That you are immersed
in and
absorbed
by irrationality and delusion. So that must indeed settle it then. I
am not crazy. Somewhat confused possibly.
For
it seems I may at times not be able to distinguish the Koinos Kosmos
from the Idios Kosmos, the shared reality and the personal reality.
Some think that when the Idios Kosmos tips the scale then you are
crazy. I would agree that is a possibility, but would postulate that
if your Idios Kosmos is not at least in equal alignment with the
Koinos Kosmos then you may not be balanced. Potential Truths are
veiled to you. I have an abundance of Idios Kosmos and should be
balanced. Alas, I am not.
There
has been an assault on my faculties and for some reason, I am not in
control as I used to be. There is Another that seeks to restore
balance, but in doing so, has shaken the very fabric of my reality
and, I would argue, the Koinos Kosmos as well. It is still hidden,
but in place. Occult. Waiting for opportunities when its interests
would be best served. A master of games, always countless moves
ahead. This
ubiquitous enigma, not unlike what one unique science fiction writer
referred to as VALIS, must have considered June 23, 2002 to be such
an opportunity.
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