
Tomorrow
we break it down
in order
to build it up
like yesterday
without the order

Tomorrow
we break it down
in order
to build it up
like yesterday
without the order

It is complicated
I know what I see
but do you see
what I see
so we can argue

It grew naturally
bending to the light
was cut off straight
and later painstakingly
bent in place

For 25 years now, I have lived with the diagnosis of bipolar disorder. They call it a disorder, but for me, nothing much has changed. It is just order for me. I don’t know better. I don’t know better because I have always lived with myself, and due to circumstances, my bipolar side was suddenly spelled out much more clearly, and I got this label.
I am a cup-is-half-full kinda guy, so I have always worn the label of having a disorder as a badge of honor. The kind of honor you don’t deserve because you are just who you are, I see it more as a recognition that I climbed a tall mountain and survived.
I accept the facts of life as quickly as possible and learn to live with them. What is the point of complaining? No one can make them disappear. It is not easy. I cannot deny it. Knowing that you will feel depressed for a while, counting the days, and ignoring your own mood. Knowing you should not buy that, but also knowing that you will choose now over tomorrow.
Lithium tweaks many mood-altering chemicals in the brain, and its effects are complicated. Most interesting, lithium seems to reset the body’s circadian rhythm, its inner clock. In normal people, ambient conditions, especially the sun, dictate their humors and determine when they are tuckered out for the day. They’re on a twenty-four-hour cycle. Bipolar people run on cycles independent of the sun. And run and run. Sam Kean, The Disappearing Spoon
After a brief explanation from my doctor about what lithium was, I have never doubted taking it. For more than 25 years, it has helped me. I have seen and spoken to many people who go off their medication when they feel good, and in my experience, that, combined with an irregular life, almost always leads to relapse. Though doctors and scientists can’t exactly explain how lithium works, the record shows that it does, and that was enough for me to accept it.
Living with bipolar disorder also made me interested in how the brain constructs experience. We often think we perceive reality directly, but our brains constantly edit, filter, and prioritize information. Perhaps depression and mania are not simply different moods but different ways this filtering takes place. I know that my experience of the world changes, not as strongly as it once did, but it still changes. I also know that the world itself is not suddenly changing. What changes is the way I experience it.
The depressions and manias typical of bipolar disorder are usually not caused by what happens in life. They can be triggered by events, but more often they simply arrive. They can be triggered, but most of the time they just arrive. This realization has also helped me because what suddenly arrives can also suddenly disappear.
Lithium is important, but I also think that living a regular life is important. Depressions and manias might come suddenly, but a lack of sleep, for instance, can hasten them. A steady job, eating at six, writing, watching TV, and going to bed at ten are not as glamorous as the life I have lived at times, but the costs are, literally, much lower.

At one time Zarathustra too cast his delusion beyond man, like all the afterworldly. The work of a suffering and tortured god, the world then seemed to me. A dream the world then seemed to me, and the fiction of a god: colored smoke before the eyes of a dissatisfied deity. Good and evil and joy and pain and I and you-colored smoke this seemed to me before creative eyes. The creator wanted to look away from himself; so he created the world. Drunken joy it is for the sufferer to look away from his suffering and to lose himself. Drunken joy and loss of self the world once seemed to me. This world, eternally imperfect, the image of an eternal contradiction, an imperfect image-a drunken joy for its imperfect creator: thus the world once appeared to me. Thus I too once cast my delusion beyond man, like all the afterworldly. Beyond man indeed? Alas, my brothers, this god whom I created was man-made and madness, like all gods! Man he was, and only a poor specimen of man and ego: out of my own ashes and fire this ghost came to me, and, verily, it did not come to me from beyond. What happened, my brothers? I overcame myself, the sufferer; I carried my own ashes to the mountains; I invented a brighter flame for myself. And behold, then this ghost fled from me. Now it would be suffering for me and agony for the recovered to believe in such ghosts: now it would be suffering for me and humiliation. Thus I speak to the afterworldly. It was suffering and incapacity that created all afterworlds, this and that brief madness of bliss which is experienced only by those who suffer most deeply. Weariness that wants to reach the ultimate with one leap, with one fatal leap, a poor, ignorant weariness that does not want to want any more: this created all gods and afterworlds.

I don’t want to do it
but I will draw you
how you were
and how you now are
not that you will ever look at it
but
just for my own sanity

I ordered uneven sizes
of panels
for building walls
and what have you
I planned how to use them
but not how




Any thought system in me
has a function
but the truth is
you don’t need any of them

I was wondering
what keeps you together
because just the parts
and the sum of it
fall short
it should not work
but I understand now
you cling on to reasons

I wanted to know the volume
of your thoughts
so I measured it all up
and calculated it
but then I talked to an acquaintance
of you
and learned that you are never
more than half full

The point of a good conversation about a specific subject does not have to be to test the strength of your opinions or to disprove someone else’s. For me, it is the momentum your thoughts gain, and if you play it right, you let go of the wheel and see where it goes.
I am not on social media and know no one in my immediate vicinity who shares my interests, like the meaning of life from a Nietzschean perspective.
Today’s brief conversation with LeChat (Vibe) started with me asking who George Gurdjieff was. It was mostly to start a conversation, since I had already looked him up on Wikipedia. I asked because I listened to a podcast where two people talked about mysticism as if they were discussing types of grass. They treated it as if it were all true, not just a way of looking at reality.
Me:
Why do you think so many people are interested in higher consciousness, mindfulness, and related topics? Is it because they claim to have conveniently reached a higher realm where the truth is knowable? Why are many of these spiritualists so obsessed with finding truth rather than living life?
LeChat:
Your question cuts to the heart of a tension that’s always existed in spiritual and philosophical circles: the search for truth vs. the experience of living. There are a few possible reasons why so many are drawn to the idea of higher consciousness, mindfulness, or “truth”—and why this can sometimes feel like an escape rather than an engagement with life.
A whole lot of explanation and summarizing follows; this is something LeChat does, and I will leave it away for the most part in the coming conversation. It sometimes points to specific philosophers or other ideas, so it can be helpful.
Given your interest in Nietzsche, amor fati, and the idea of embracing life as it is, it sounds like you’re already skeptical of the idea that truth is something to be “found” rather than lived. Maybe the obsession with higher consciousness is, for some, a way to avoid the chaos and beauty of the here and now.

It is fascinating to see change
happen
not in real time
but drawn out

I overlaid myself
on an old technical drawing
of myself
just to see

Rudolph Steiner had some interesting ideas about education. I went to a Steiner school when I was young and benefited from it. He also has a lot of esoteric and, quite frankly, nonsensical ideas, but during my time, those vague ideas only played in the background and, because of our young age, were never really pushed. Because so many (young) people’s ideas are now influenced not only by their immediate surroundings but also by what is fashionable on their social media apps, a bit of independent thinking in their formative years should be important to undermine these destructive forces. Rudolph Steiner had some good ideas about the goal when guiding young people towards adulthood.
His ideas are good, in my opinion; you don’t need a whole Lebensanschauung to implement them, you can just implement them as principles.
“Our highest endeavor must be to develop free human beings who are able of themselves to impart purpose and direction to their lives. The need for imagination, a sense of truth, and a feeling of responsibility—these three forces are the very nerve of education.”

If you drift aimlessly on the wide open sea
a storm rocking your world around
sitting indoors and not be aware
eyes closed you living inside
the movements gone
a silence for now
but do you dare
to open your eyes
and go up there where rain
cold and wind might wake you up
showing you the world you expected
or one that you for long have forgotten

I want to warn you
that at any time
I can grab your feet
and pull you down
I hope this will make
the landing
of your face
on the floor
less painfu…
less surprising
maybe even
welcoming