Friday, October 29, 2010

All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.

"Chance, my master and my friend, will, I feel sure, deign once again to send me the spirits of his unruly kingdom. All my trust is now in him- and in myself. But above all in him, for when I go under he always fishes me out, seizing and shaking me like a life-saving dog whose teeth tear my skin a little every time. So now, whenever I despair, I no longer expect my end, but some bit of luck, some commonplace little miracle which, like a glittering link, will mend again the necklace of my days. "
- Colette

Fleeting moments of foolish happiness seem to contradict the despair that lies ahead.

Monday, October 4, 2010

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

Interviewer (I)- How old are you?
Patient (P)- Why, I am centuries old, sir.
I- How long have you been here?
P- I have been now on this property on and off for a long time. I cannot say the exact time because we are absorbed by the air at night, and they bring back people. They kill up everything; they can make you lie; they can talk through your throat.
I- Who is this?
P- Why, the air.
I- What is the name of this place?
P- This place is called a star.
I- Who is the doctor in charge of your ward?
P- A body just like yours, sir. They can make you black and white. I say good morning, but he just comes through there. At first it was a colony. They said it was heaven. These buildings were not solid at the time, and I am positive this is the same place...

- A schizophrenic patient speaking to his/her interviewer.
(White, 1964)