The Fire.
The fLAME.
The Split Mind Archives . . .
The words of one with a split mind – in decision-making, in action and in my sight of the world. A world where there is black, white and the rest of the colours in between. A rainbow has been born from the stormy mind, a haven has been found in the arts.
The Gorilla – sits quietly, humming as it eats, trapped yet living in Nairobi City, waiting to return to the forest.
Fly like a butterfly,
sting like a bee . . .
. . . hum like a gorilla,
think like an octopus.
Recently, on Posta . . .
“I write to a dear friend of mine. A childhood friend. They are far from me but I think about them often. I keep them up to date with life, my life and your lives.”
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Here’s to survival.
The thing about having schizophrenia (voices in your head) is that, you have to differentiate between the other voices, the voices of people who care about you and your own inner voice, to survive. When they say that life changes you, which part of you do they mean? Does it occur on a personality level… read more
