BE STILL & KNOW
BEYOND EARTHLY MEASURE
And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a
house-top cried, "He is a madman." I looked up to behold
him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time.
For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my
soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my
masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried,"Blessed,
blessed are the thieves who stole my masks."
Thus I became a madman.
upside down world true sanity appears as strange and
dangerous. Things are so backwards that it seems impossible
to be happy, that it seems dangerous to love, that it seems as
madness to be honest and authentic.
In this absurd world the only thing that makes any sense is to
be radically authentic to ones self - even if it is the opposite
The one who unquestioningly follows their heart is a madman.
The one who unfailing listens to the soul and heeds its urgings
is the madman.
The madman is dangerous - not that he will physically hurt you,
but he will shatter your illusions. He is unpredictable, wild and
untamed. You will feel uneasy around him because he does not
prop up your house of lies.
with money or status. You cannot control her through fear or
The madman loves his madness, he does not reject it. For he
knows that his madness is his treasure, is his very life-force
itself. Only the twinkle in his eye betrays the chaotic
She is utterly natural, spontaneous, unburdened, innocent.
The mind is insane. Society is insane. And the mind is
society's conditioning in you.
everyone's smiley mask is a mount of pain, fear, sorrow anger,
anxiety, neuroticism, and insanity. Everyone you see is a
dormant walking volcano that only doesn't erupt because
they have learned to suppress their inner energies.
It is the mind which is truly insane - the mind acting without
the lead of the heart and soul.
A man needs a healthy dose of madness, else he will never
do anything.....real. If you want to be truly alive and truly
free you must be mad.
Mad to be oneself,
And mad enough to lose oneself.
for the heart, for love.
Mad enough to lose all respectability if it means staying
true to life and oneself.
Dare to be ecstatic,
dare to be untamed.
Dare to be the Madman.
Excerpts from "The Madman"
The Madman - Kahlil Gibran & Balthazar
via - No Mind's Land
...age 19-foreign study in London England...1966
University of Longdon + Tavistock Clinic
Drs. Laing and Berke AND Mary Barnes...
"In 1965, Mary Barnes arrives at Kingsley Hall, the first resident of an alternative treatment centre for mental illness founded by the controversial psychotherapist, R. D. Laing. Having undergone shock therapy and insulin injections for her schizophrenia with little result, it seems unlikely that Mary will ever leave institutional care.
But her life changes when she meets Joseph Berke, her therapist. Encouraged to regress to a childlike state, Mary discovers a way through her madness with the paints and crayons given to her by Berke, creating the fantastic canvasses and drawings which would later bring her fame as an artist.
David Edgar’s play is adapted from Mary Barnes: Two Accounts of a Journey Through Madness, written by Mary Barnes and Joseph Berke. Edgar worked closely with both authors during the writing of this uniquely personal piece which challenges traditional assumptions about the reality of living with and treating mental illness.
Mary Barnes received its world premiere in August 1978 at the Birmingham Repertory Theatre Studio, before transferring to the Royal Court Theatre, London."
In fact, strictly speaking,
all action is spontaneous action.
It is for this reason that a man of true understanding is usually an enigma to most people--precisely because his actions are natural and spontaneous, they are completely unpredictable!
that a problem becomes a problem.
Otherwise it is just a thought.
And if that thought is merely witnessed,
A Net of Jewels
Ramesh S. Balsekar
By nature my mind is empty.
Even in sleep, I am awake.
I think of things without thinking.
All my impressions of the world
What are they to me?
What do I care for freedom?
For I have known God,
The infinite Self,
The witness of all things.
Within, free of thought.
I do as I please,
And only those like me
Understand my ways.
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the Ashtavakra Gita-