doctor because they require ‘something’.
extensive ‘modifications’ during life is learning for
was a 24/7 carer a couple of decades ago and with a
mixture of family
and state care, I managed
sustain the limbo with a ‘mind
emulsifier’ prescribed by the state.
could name the medication but I don’t feel the
is very important.
remember being rushed to a psychiatric hospital and
crying as I took my first blast
of the brain
control leash I
wore for 13 years. I
because I was distressed but as
gonna be fine”
doable for over a decade. I held down a job, had a
from college with a diploma, lived
independently, dealt with my finances. But I can’t
solo pilot here; I am head injured.
these years, the effectiveness of the medication faded
gradually its volume crept
into my life until I felt the
ferocity of side effects from it;
of the first
meant I had to return my driving license. The second
makes me look
from whomever I am speaking
the third like my tongue
be hung out my mouth for ventilation
life became bearable?
back track a little and I’ll paint a picture..
started taking the ‘mind emulsifier’ let’s call that
was a 24/7 carer and the State wasn’t
cover my critical duties at home
whilst I underwent the
the shit had hit the fan at home. I
had to leave..
was on the right path now.
are the robots. We
function, if not- what’s life?
turned my back towards
a system that was keeping my functionality alive
therefore sustaining itself)
has loathing, mistrust and even social disgust from
everyday walks of life..
day I was getting my state paid
from someone new
noticed I had torticollis.
if I was taking any anti-psychotics, to which I said
their psychiatric experience taking
anti-psychotics long term had
plunged myself back into the miasma of finding the
right key for
state funded functionality again;
died but strangled me mentally in the end meaning I
you state functionality has to change from time to
dismissive c'est la guerre. Perhaps
too often used in a refusal to learn more effectively?
a digital world everything is processed in
a binary fashion. As people we are processed by the
similar tick-box experience for efficiency, equality..
all other things nice too.
removal of Olly from my daily regime of consuming a
plethora of state funded
functionality pills was
tin foil metal hat allowed me to bear the microwaves
at me by a neighbour
I wasn’t brave enough to face the world
about 3 weeks)
at all. The postman with his razor
envelopes concealed in the
clutches of that scarlet
off cleanly if I don’t say hello properly..
reality was I opted for
to remain at home with
available 24/7 during
the cracks in my mind' with
a new colour of cement process.
face being sucked into a constant
with other equally distressed people..
my life completely and a NEW drug has gotta firm grasp
I guess I’m on a road to somewhere..
know, I’ve changed lane
and in effect
the latest ‘plug pill’ for the
hole in my head