Based on Not a True Story
I was sitting at my computer when I realized
that I think too much. and too fast.
that I have ideas that the world doesn't want.
That I simultaneously wanna research the fundamental causes of hunger
while painting landscapes, blasting old school rap and standing on my hands.
So I sat there staring at the screen that color-blinded my eyes and crumpled my hands
and I realized that my brain was broken.
Yes.
Bipolar: having or relating to two poles or extremities.
"a sharply bipolar division of affluent and underclass"
Yes. It is I who is bipolar. I am two!
I do not fit into this One Society.
All equal
All free
All One. We hear about it everywhere! I am reading it on my computer screen. Can't you see it? The Oneness?!
It is so apparent in our laws and policies
how we distribute our food and treat our citizens
It is my brain that is broken!
So, I quickly went to the doctor. And he confirmed what I already knew to be true: I am bipolar. I have intellect on one side. And emotions on the other. And I relate strongly to both.
Bipolar.
Good news. The pills helped. Instantly. They shut down the right side of my brain.
No more emotions.
No more art. music. or hand standing.
No more challenges.
For me
Nor for the Society that says we are all Equal. and Free!
So now, I fit right in!
And I can follow along. Being just as they want me to be.
Quiet. and obedient. and free.
And hey, it's easier for me, now, too. No more challenges. No more hardships. No more exploring both the power of the mind and the heart of my emotions. No more experiencing the highs of bathing naked in a waterfall and the lows of watching your neighbor starve while you have a full belly. Just, One-polar. Knowing one side and not the other. Because it is too difficult for humans to understand both.
we are meant to be numb to this
it makes it easier for all of us
that's why I went to the doctor to fix my brain so that I didn't have to experience it anymore
so I didn't have to fight it
so I didn't have to know a broken heart.
I just follow along a path
I dont have to worry about where I am going.
this is our reality
based on not a true story.
Footnote: This is also literally not a true story.
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