Mental illness is a manifestation of the heart’s victory over the mind.
The heart—the Self, consciousness—redirects reason onto other, unreal tracks so that it won’t poison itself with the venom of hatred. Consciousness is vulnerable to evil close to itself, within the mind. It succumbs to it, and after some time becomes effectively poisoned and dies.
Mental illness is a symptom of the heart’s struggle against this phenomenon. When the mind cannot cleanse itself and restore proper functioning on its own, the heart tries to redirect it onto tracks where there is no hatred. The brain feels no pain, no frustration, and feels no evil.
The unreal world is not connected to the normal one, so that pain and suffering cannot penetrate it. Since it’s not bound to reality, the body behaves strangely. A person begins to go mad because they don’t perceive the boundaries of the real world. They often cross them, which others point out to them, fearing and attacking.
Mental illness is not a degeneration of the brain, but an effective struggle of a strong heart, a strong Self and consciousness against evil. It most often appears after great trauma, when the world floods the mind with pain. The mind responds by fighting, arousing hatred. It also often happens when someone has been harassed and manipulated for years and discovers the truth. Hatred and frustration appear. If one cannot show this to others. If others don’t see it and don’t believe it. Hatred slowly devours the mind, and the heart, defending itself from death, leads the mind astray. Into an unreal world, saving the soul from total annihilation.
Women sometimes give their heart out of love. They give themselves out of love to a man. That is their nature. If the man perishes, her heart floods with hatred. The poison of hatred contaminates her and kills the heart. Sometimes a man also plays with a woman’s feelings, doesn’t respect love, poisoning her heart. Consciousness (aka the heart) then has a choice: either drive the mind mad, or face its own annihilation. To go mad takes courage. Consciousness must be strong enough to survive without drawing value from others. Not everyone can do this. The illness is only temporary. Until recovery, or until death.
Think sometimes: do you know someone who went mad? They had the courage to do it. They have the strength to survive without others’ understanding, until they recover. They will learn that it’s not worth holding hatred inside.
How many people don’t go mad, but should? How many hearts are dead stones? For how many did survival fail?
Be glad that you live, able to love, without having to go mad. Not everyone is granted heaven without having tasted hell…
wonabru
