The Art of Detachment
The Art of Detachment
[Things I've learned when kept up all night by the dog.]
Sleep is the best thing one could hope for, besides coma. On the weekend a little wine and Benedryl serve double as sleep agent and allergy snot zapper. Don't be fooled: exercise is unhelpful, as it gives you more energy.
Don't feed the dog strychnine. People think that behavior is sick. Same goes for chopping off its head. Avoid slippery slopes, in general. People laugh at "Arsenic and Old Lace" because it is fictional.
So why live in this shit hole when you have your whole mind to play with? Nuances are important.
Say you're at work. You don't ~really~ have to be at work, and no one has to know, unless you go too far. HAHAHA! If you shut off the outside world too extensively, then you won't hear people when they speak to you. They will become suspicious. Better that you just don't understand what they say: "BLAH BLAH BLAH?!?!" Good response: "Mmm."
You may also bump into walls that aren't there. Some clumsiness is to be expected. Try to maintain a vague notion of the positions of large objects and other people.
There is also a tendency not to simply withdraw from the stimuli of the outside world, but to be creative in forming your own. This can be dangerous. Say you have a memory. Did it ~really~ happen? It may be important for you to know the difference, before you start yelling at the cat, who isn't a cat anymore, with whom you had tea and crackers a fortnight past. A good rule of thumb is not to yell.
Color-coding the various worlds by function can work well. I don't necessarily mean seeing everything in blue or pink, but you can categorize by emotional state. The reality world is probably the one that is most grating; the others are more subtle and pleasant, or more intense and disturbing. The grating is mundane annoyance. Learning to filter the background noise others refer to as ~reality~ takes some practice, but why wait for the unlikely coma to come along and send you to bliss? Why become a psychopath?
[Things I've learned when kept up all night by the dog.]
Sleep is the best thing one could hope for, besides coma. On the weekend a little wine and Benedryl serve double as sleep agent and allergy snot zapper. Don't be fooled: exercise is unhelpful, as it gives you more energy.
Don't feed the dog strychnine. People think that behavior is sick. Same goes for chopping off its head. Avoid slippery slopes, in general. People laugh at "Arsenic and Old Lace" because it is fictional.
So why live in this shit hole when you have your whole mind to play with? Nuances are important.
Say you're at work. You don't ~really~ have to be at work, and no one has to know, unless you go too far. HAHAHA! If you shut off the outside world too extensively, then you won't hear people when they speak to you. They will become suspicious. Better that you just don't understand what they say: "BLAH BLAH BLAH?!?!" Good response: "Mmm."
You may also bump into walls that aren't there. Some clumsiness is to be expected. Try to maintain a vague notion of the positions of large objects and other people.
There is also a tendency not to simply withdraw from the stimuli of the outside world, but to be creative in forming your own. This can be dangerous. Say you have a memory. Did it ~really~ happen? It may be important for you to know the difference, before you start yelling at the cat, who isn't a cat anymore, with whom you had tea and crackers a fortnight past. A good rule of thumb is not to yell.
Color-coding the various worlds by function can work well. I don't necessarily mean seeing everything in blue or pink, but you can categorize by emotional state. The reality world is probably the one that is most grating; the others are more subtle and pleasant, or more intense and disturbing. The grating is mundane annoyance. Learning to filter the background noise others refer to as ~reality~ takes some practice, but why wait for the unlikely coma to come along and send you to bliss? Why become a psychopath?