Down to the earth I fell
With dripping wings,
Heavy things won't fly
And the sky might catch on fire
And burn the axis of the world
That's why
I prefer a sunless sky
To the glittering and stinging in my eye
I feel so light
This is all I wanna feel tonight
I feel so light
Tonight and the rest of my life
With dripping wings,
Heavy things won't fly
And the sky might catch on fire
And burn the axis of the world
That's why
I prefer a sunless sky
To the glittering and stinging in my eye
I feel so light
This is all I wanna feel tonight
I feel so light
Tonight and the rest of my life
Depression is the
sinking, slow, heavy and temporary death that every bipolar person feels. It is
the shutting down, the terminating of systems. When I am depressed, I cannot
think, I cannot move, and I can barely breathe. Indeed, it feels like I’m
dying, even while my heart continues to beat. On the other hand is mania, and
unfortunately, 99% of the time I suffer from dysphoric mania. While many
bipolar individuals will tell you that the highlight of their disorder is their
mania, for me mania is a nightmare. I still get the high-energy, fast-talking
rush but it manifests in anger and anxiety and an inescapable need to
over-analyze anything and everything I’ve said in my memory.
For me, the highlight
of my bipolar disorder is my mixed state. Sometimes, like a couple of weeks
ago, it manifests in a high-energy depression that is literally physically
painful. However, most of the time, it manifests in a reasonable, high-energy,
motivated mood that is almost reminiscent of the way euphoric mania manifests.
Instead, I am grounded and down to earth. It is in these moods that I really shine.
My spirituality takes
flight. My mind is open and free from the poison of depression or mania or
numbness of my neutral states. I can feel the Goddess with me, and I can evoke
the God whenever I wish. It is my most ardent desire to learn to master my
moods so that even when the chemicals in my brain rebel against me, I can still
see the magick in everything, the beauty in the most common tree in the Pacific
Northwest, and breathe in the essence of life that is in everything.
Everything is waves and stars
The universe is resting in my arms
The universe is resting in my arms
**Lyrics from "Tonight and the Rest of My Life" by Nina Gordon
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