The wisdom of madness

Jim Carrey is a hot topic it seems.

Many say he has gone mad, others see it as he’s removed the veil of false images in life and is now seeing things in the way many hope to.

It’s funny that people are so quick to focus on everyone else, how everyone else sees the world and in turn how the world sees them, yet no one ever wants to look in the mirror and see themselves.

Distraction is the main medication for the world.

People would rather look elsewhere for answers or things to keep their attention away from a truly scary place, their own mind.

Is there anything scarier than being alone in complete silence with nothin but your thoughts?

Not those that use conjure up to break the silence in your mind, I mean the ones that lurk deep down and reveal the truths you don’t want to accept because it shows you just how much of a shitty person you really are.

That last part was a bit harsh and not true for everyone, I apologise.

It’s certainly true for me, maybe it’s true for you as well, I don’t know and truth be told I won’t ever know, only you will know and you may share that info you may not, either way it’s none of my concern.

I remember the first time I started writing a terrible blog.

It was quite cringe worthy, yet at the time it offered a release, however when I read back through I can see it was nothing more than a pitiful endeavour to win back a lost prize, sickening really.

To fall that low in ones own self pity and become so desperate is just embarrassing, however it’s something I will admit because it was quite an eye opening experience.

Keep that in mind, I feel at first we must go mad to learn something about ourselves, about who we really are, all our flaws, everything. Why deny what is essentially us, apart from for the conservation of our pride or ego, maybe our social standing, it doesn’t matter because if thats the case then you’re leading a life based on false ideals and the beliefs of others.

There is a reason people have a mid-life crises, or question their identity. They’ve spent so long living as someone else, they don’t know any different, is it any wonder the world is filled with confused unhappy people seeking the next quick fix or distraction.

It’s not to me.

To admit your own process of thought, honestly, without filter, it’s scary.

It’s liberating.