Reblogged from warbeginsinthemind
Recently I’d read a passage titled The Benefits of Restlessness and Jagged Edges written by Kay Redfield Jamison. Having had bipolar disorder since the age of eighteen, Jamison illustrates the turmoil and painful confusion her ever-changing moods induced. She describes her longing for peace, until she concludes that the very torturous intensity which makes us feel uncomfortable and restless is also responsible for many great accomplishments in fields such as medicine, science, and the arts. Especially passionate personalities may struggle with their caprice, but to embrace it could mean to give way to all of your potential.
i can feel them pouring from me, the vibrations of the ancients. twinkling in undefined routes. prospects most foul and amusing. it’s where reason ends and knowledge turns to madness. we’ve built these walls. wrought these chains. distilled the ales and thought up the thinkers. nothing is free. no…
I’m not one for sappy poems,
those of adoration and yearning
for some unrequited lover,
no, no, I’m far too awkward for that,
even as a writer, I struggle to fake
those beautiful emotions.
But something inside of me,
a strange and distant sensation,
an uncontrollable surge of warmth
encouraged…
