Hi, there. Thanks for visiting. I'm starting this blog as an advocate for mental and physical health. I'm a freelance writer and also own a home based medical transcription business. I was diagnosed in 1978 with paranoid schizophrenia and started to become acutely ill three years prior to that, unmedicated, frightened, confused, and in trouble with the law. I graduated from university with distinction the year I became ill. I've never regretted learning how to think at university. I struggled with my illness for 35 years and have reached the top of the mountain now, I think, or the other side, where the grass is greener and the path easier. There's hope for all of us, the whole human race, and never think there isn't hope or joy no matter your circumstances. I'd love to hear your thoughts and experiences with mental illness in all its forms: depression, brain injury, autism, schizophrenia, bipolar, anxiety disorders, etc. and your positive experiences as well as those lies and half truths society and even therapists would have us believe about ourselves.

We are different folks, and we are beautiful. The whole human race is beautiful. Let's celebrate life.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

The Blarney Stone

"I'll tell you of more, and you will come."

Why? Isn't the truth enough?

Here we must consider authenticity.

One is not authentic but is looking for companionship or a relationship. So one is starving and refusing food. It makes just as much sense.

There are many things left unsaid here, many issues that Catullus in spinning his web for his visitor perhaps didn't consider. Those who kiss the Blarney Stone must first put themselves in a very precarious position. Is Catullus terrified that the trust he placed in his companion's hands will not be vindicated? There's hope here, swinging from the lie, and faith.

If love is strong enough then Catullus was not only right but very clever. It comes down to discernment at the end. Not desperate but a game.

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