The mental health act.. a performance and show,
roles of controller and controlled.
The irrepressible growth of spirit of those in the gnow
The blinding light of self awareness we are unafraid to show.
Corralled and herded, yet not herd or seen.
Chemical lobotomy to make us fit back in.
Psychological warfare... we stand at the front line.
In our minds, from our eyes there is no place to hide.
When we see with our hearts into the soul of the system
Beneath the weaving and deceiving
We are nekid for inspection
Non are found wanting,
We are home in ourselves
Yet we mirror a collective insanity,
from which humans wants to race.
We stand all ready at the finish.
We will meet you face to face,
Yet we let them believe their delusions and elevate in our disgrace.
We don't want apologies, pity or care.
We want only respected enough to let us be.
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Invisible, Ignored. Life's failures onboard.
Holding hands to eachother, we weather this storm.
Eyes see to much and hearts that feel it all.
Our passions crushed
inside as we attempt to be small.
Simmering anger gives way to frustration
Unexpressed resentment turned into self repression.
We watch, we wait.
the periphery of life.
Screams ignored, Selves harmed.
Cages worse than beasts
Polite requests go unheeded,
Whist actions miss
interpreted.
Restricted more, desperation feeding apathy
As medication clouds minds and senses.
Trapped, ever smaller,
We retreat far inside
But from ourselves,
There is no escape,
no place to hide.
Cruelty is some how more unfair, in a profession that purports to
care,
Teams eyes glaze when they meet an angered glare.
Blind to the abuse, of our most basic human rights.
To the suffering
they cause as they try to make us right,
Flights no option with doors and windows barred.
To fight gains us
seclusion ever smaller prison walls.
Hidden from a reality that doesn't want to see us,
Can they imagen what
it's like to be us?
Is it fear of what we represent that lands us here?
A labyrinth pathologizing the expression of spirit with all it's twists and turns.
When did IN sanity
become a crime?
This is no place of healing, this is a punishment of difference.
No care, just an
escape room challenge, where our souls
are layed bare.
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'I'm waiting for you Ren, Malico too,
He wants to protect us from the Me in U'
lol ok, how dose he suggest to do that?
'Just being with us Ren, you know
how far we will go left alone Bitch'
Hahha, yeh that's true, RN Inka I'd welcome one of our more fucked up
endeavours as a change of scenery.
'Mmmm, I know Mouse, just try and hold
on till you get bk out'
https://mousedream.blogspot.com/2021/10/unexpected-fight.html
0020 loads of dreams already.
Re-Ed. I'd jumped back there and we all
arrived in the hub.
The dream I'd had was of a camp/festival club or rave.... Marcus too.
Then another setting, still at the same place but more on the outskirts of the
venue was chatting to someone like Monkey.
We were discussing mental illness and I was telling him and others of my
experiences psychosis, they all wanted to try.
At RE-Ed Inka had jumped me back into one of my stays in an iso-pod. It was as I couldn't stay chill and everyone
else was experiencing my emotions too, it was too much for them.
I was discussing our plan (The one where Ren jumped into an earth reality to
try save us all from permanent stasis) and how it had massively gone wrong as
now I was locked in here, but with them inside.
They seemed to think
it was OK for now, but wanted to think with out feeling my emotions which is
why Inka jumped me out bk to iso and stayed with me alone in one of the tiny rooms.
The dream of the party rave setting had been with him there. Jack & my bro were there too.
Vapes, and camp fire
cooking... Jack and my Bro had been there too... Sports and pool tables - so much stuff!
'Come here again Bitch, we will
help you unpack'
kk.... Was good though, nice to see and meet loads of people again. 'You were asking them for help Ren' I was?
'Mmm, come bk to Re-Ed'
...
Didn't wake again for another 7hrs. 'Lazy'
U could have woke me 'U can Run with me soon' ok.. Oh.. Other dreams too.
A massive city, race different teams all
a colour crazy boat race / catch the pigeon vibes.
A red sky team, and then another neon yellow one.
I'd been part of a ground grew in an old beat up turquoise citron car.
Certain teams were in communications and we'd been working with the red sky
crew.
A massive control tower in the city was monitoring, broadcasting and overseeing the competition.
We'd reached the finish line... For the last part I'd just been on a sort of
skate board sitting whizzing down a suspension bridge on a hill and into the command/finish
hub... With the neon yellow sky team dropping stuff on me from above.
I'd captured 2 squirrels from the neon team... Bro and sister, we let them go
but they continued to fight each other on the way back out the door.
In another dream I'd
been in my main dream space laying under a purple sky on the harbor hill with
Win talking.
There was also another dream with a purple sky were I'd been in talks with
various factions, it was a ground concrete structure, sort of low geometric
rings making an odd conference area we were using the rings as a sort of massive table.
Tt was structured so we were all on the same level with areas for teams/crews
and representatives to stand in huddles.
I don't really
recall what the talks were about, just awareness of being there with Inka and a
small tribe in the dark there.
Fires on raised platforms lit the space were we were gathered but it was so big
it was hard to make out any groups but those adjacent to us.
