Mijn gedachten zijn als kleine vonkjes die als dansende vuur haardjes het land verkennen in hoekjes en in gaatjes en zelfs onder de stenen nog metgezellen wilt vinden, om eens in vuur en vlam tot de geneugten der passie in een euforie der blij spektakel van waarheid en rechtvaardigheid wens te begeleiden…. 😉
Are you crazy? Are you insane? Are you out of your mind? Or are you normal, regular, ordinary like anybody else? Or are you special, unusual, unique, different, extraordinary? Is it really who you are? Are there really proper adjectives to describe or even define you or me or anybody else?
These are daily philosophical questions faced by those dealing with what we call mental illnesses as doctors and patients for last 350 years of “modern” psychiatry which seemingly was emancipated from magic, spiritualism, and religious dogmas that defined mental illness as possession of the body and/or mind by evil powers. And after all these years still we have no satisfactory answers to those seemingly simple questions.
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