You Can’t Run Away From The Cave Within Your Mind

As much as we all want to at times.. you can’t run away from the cave within your mind, so you might as well find a safe spot in there and find some comfort in it.

“There are some whose experience of life is so far removed from our own that we call them mad. This is mere convenience. We call them so in order to relieve ourselves of taking responsibility for their place in the human community. Thus, we relegate them to asylums, shutting them out of view and beyond calling distance behind locked doors. But for them, there is no difference what we think of as dreams and nightmares and the world in which they live their daily lives. What we call visions and relegate to mystics–the miracles of Christ–the lives of the saints–the apocalyptic revelations of John–are for them the stuff of common, everyday experience. In their view, there can be sanctity in trees and toads–living gods in fire and water–and a voice in the whirlwind to which, if only we would listen, they would direct our attention. Such are the conditions under which those who suffer dementia exist. They do not live in “other worlds,” but in a dimension of this world which we, out of fear, refuse to acknowledge.”

Timothy Findley, Pilgrim

So much external
Not enough internal
Need to resort to the quiet room in my mind more often
Look intently at all the walls within
Work through each enigma until I reach the next
Really look closely
Lose sense of all external stimuli
Become one within myself
Know what strictly being is
What it is to be
What me as a one lucidly encompasses
Because like I have mentioned a thousand times
I am infinitely exhausted from this impartial, subjective world we’re living in
I need to find my inner peace, as far away from the material world I can get
That’s the only hope I’ve got these days..

But it scares me because the more I focus on the internal,
The more I lose sense of the external
And the more I retreat into my mind,
The more I don’t know how to be released from it
The shackles in it refrain me from understanding the outside world around me
Which makes everything worse in turn,
Because I can not fully escape from outside stimuli
Therefore when my retreated mind must face it,
Life becomes all the more difficult
With no where to run but my mind..
Which again, makes things worse when I must resurface
It’s a cycle I don’t know how to escape from..

“We all build internal sea walls to keep at bay the sadnesses of life and the often overwhelming forces within our minds. In whatever way we do this—through love, work, family, faith, friends, denial, alcohol, drugs, or medication—we build these walls, stone by stone, over a lifetime. One of the most difficult problems is to construct these barriers of such a height and strength that one has a true harbor, a sanctuary away from crippling turmoil and pain, but yet low enough, and permeable enough, to let in fresh seawater that will fend off the inevitable inclination toward brackishness.”

― Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness

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