18 Oct It’s not madness yet

A teacher once said that madness is a whistleblower. Madness has always been and will probably always be misunderstood.

It is still not crazy to suffer from love, indecision, the desire to throw everything up, jealousy, immense love for the dog, wanting to save the world, among so many other everyday impulses. However, all this too much can lead to madness.

Really crazy, to lose yourself, in an eternal whirlwind of meaningless thoughts, of unsolved problems.

Michel Foucault said that from man to real man, the path goes through the crazy man, that we need to resolve our hidden insanity in order to be free. I remembered a phrase by the psychoanalyst Melanie Klein: “Whoever eats from the tree of knowledge is always expelled from some paradise”.

Knowing sanity and leaving the paradise of madness is liberating. It is getting out of the labyrinth of your mind. However, sometimes, I think that the crazy are the ones that are free, in an escape from the harsh reality that is lived.

Madness is a parallel reality that reveals the essence of people. Madness surrounds us and just wants a breach to enter. It is the only visit that has the key to our mind without our permission.