May psychiatry fall into its own trap
May its karmic destiny finally come
May it become disabled and disenfranchised
as it has made me and my people
May it like all things have its day
May its sun set in the heavens
the post psychiatry mystics and seers
shining and glowing in the night
alongside moons and stars
untouched by Pharma’s chemical personality adjustments
May all beings wear cloaks of protection
heavy and padded
and learn to spot criminal
in party lines and eyeglass rims
until then
And until then may we look for each other
underneath cocktails of wrong things
May we cast aside anything anyone has ever told us
about the mentally ill and mentally healthy
and look someone in the eye
deep in the eye
and breathe
and ask ourselves, for as long as we need to,
until we find an answer we can trust,
“What is this about?”
Yes, find the answer while looking into their eyes and breathing.
Find the answer beneath all contrived illnesses you’ve been told about or come to believe in
as though they exist
as though they exist
as though they exist
When you breathe and meet eyes with another being,
ask yourself, “Where are these illnesses?”
ask yourself, “Where did they go?”
ask yourself what you need to reconstruct to resurrect them
and ask yourself if that’s necessary,
if that’s absolutely needed
if it’s worth the price of
a life well lived
if it’s worth the dignity of those you love
if you’d want that dignity robbed from you
ever
ever
EVER
under any circumstance
in any social construct
would you give life over
to an outright evidence based
lie?
Or would you rather boot the lie and its industry
to the next curb
with steel toes and power kicks
ready for the party that follows?
Listen to this post:
keep talking and keep sharing your voice so others do not get trapped.
Thank you Julie! I will.