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PSYCHO-ANALYSIS

Posted by anthonynorth on January 7, 2009

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delta-brain Something became obvious about my research many years ago. I’m an optimistic kind of guy, perhaps a little eccentric, but my deepest writings always seem to concern the more bizarre areas of life.
I’ll write about anything, but I’m in my element when the subject concerns the paranormal, cults, conspiracies, criminals, hoaxers, disasters or atrocities. How can I have a bright side when so much of my work concerns darker areas?

It began one day on a train.

train I had been suffering from chronic fatigue syndrome for some six months. Of course, it was hardly known in those days, and the medics sent me off for relaxation therapy.
The day it ended I caught a train, which then decided to catch fire, resulting in a two hour delay. When this was announced, I sat back, perfectly relaxed. But it wasn’t long before I noticed something quite strange.

The people in the carriage were changing.

Slowly, any sense of normality disappeared, replaced by what can only be described as a form of communal neurosis. These people were becoming angry, worried and suddenly under confident.
This had been caused by the fact that they were to be late, and in no time at all I could see perspiration, feel headaches and they seemed to be communicating anxiety to each other.

I had realised there is a madness below the normal.

And even more interestingly, I had only noticed it because I had been temporarily taken out of normal human interaction. Clearly, I had previously been one of them and would never have noticed it.
Outside my family, this was the most important moment of my life, and sent me on a quest to understand the human condition, and the madness below it, which still fuels me over 25 years later.

carving_up_the_world Which brings me back to the bizarre.

I very soon realised that in looking to the extremes of human behaviour, you are more likely to identify this ‘madness’ because it is more pronounced – more open to observation. Which obviously leads to another insight.
If a madness can be easily identified in the extreme, then it must also exist, in a lesser form, in the normal. So could it be that practically everything we do as humans holds a touch of insanity?
When I look to more ‘rational’ subjects such as politics, environmentalism, science and religion, it seems to be so. After all, how else can we understand war, bigotry and intolerance?
This is why the study of such subjects is so important; and the way they are shunned by academe is perhaps another indication of this ‘madness’. Unless, of course, I simply produce the rantings of an eccentric – in a normal kind of way.

© Anthony North, January 2008

sage

GOD SCRIBE

What insanity, this writing thing,
creating people, plots that zing,
after a time you become inured,
thinking it real with every word

It’s so true, I give my word,
reality created from man to bird,
dripping life, no need to rehearse,
it comes natural in every verse

Ending with your own uni-verse,
you’ve started life but it’s often a curse,
plots so real, your life you crop,
only ending with a full stop

It’s unlikely you’ll ever stop,
a magician, you will never drop,
your ability to make those characters grovel,
with twists and turns in every novel

And once you’re a writer life is novel,
even if poor, living in a hovel,
scribbling away from brunch to tea,
you’ve created your own personal entity

(c) Anthony North, January 2009

alpha-woman

MOLLY THE MEDIUM

Molly the Medium
descends into tedium
whenever she thinks of fakes;
From where voices come
be it the dead offering a crumb,
or from deep in her own open mind
she hates the deception
the total inception
of schemers who are not very kind;
The bereaved often need solace
of afterlife a promise
and Molly does therapy for their sake;
She stops their inner panic
makes them calm, not manic
and hardly any money she makes;
So …
… spare a thought for dear Molly
she’s not off her trolley
and remember, they’re not all fake

(c) Anthony North, January 2009

43 Responses to “PSYCHO-ANALYSIS”

  1. Your thoughts on your research struck a chord with me. A few years ago, I went on a silent retreat with my Buddhist teacher, and the effect of going back home was similar to your return on the train. I was at once outside and inside reality, watching others and wondering how things could be as they were. I learned to slow down and step back. There is a communal madness that comes from being communal, I think. Our notions or normal are relative to the group. Stepping out and stepping back–an important, essential dance toward health.

  2. John Ryan said

    I’ve noticed the same behavior in similar situations, and like you, I seemed to be observing it from the outside. The idea of ‘madness’ ocurring in certain situations I can understand. But when madness turns into panic is when I will run and hide. Thanks Anthony!

  3. Hi Sandy,
    Yes, it is a strange experience to be there, but absolutely incredible in terms of insight and, as you say, health. But isn’t it strange how people who step back and realise such insanity in the normal are usually classed as mad.

  4. Hi John,
    Yes, that madness so easily gets out of hand, and it becomes quite a terrible entity. It’s good to know that others have experienced this sense of knowing and outsideness.

  5. Selma said

    I agree with you on this. I have seen it too. It often rears its ugly head in a catastrophic situation. I was in a bus accident a few years back and the panic people got themselves into was like a form of insanity. It could very easily have turned all the bus passengers into stampeding buffalo. Scary.

  6. ThomG said

    A stop here is always thought-provoking. Good stuff today.

  7. Hi, I like both your story telling and poetry. Found this blog on Billy’s. If it is high lighted by Billy, It must be good.
    Glad I stopped by

    love-bd

  8. Hi Selma,
    This is very true, and I suppose the most amazing thing about my experience was those people were simply going to be late. I shudder to think what would happen during real pressure.

    Hi Thom,
    Many thanks for that kind comment. It is much appreciated.

    Hi bd,
    Very kind words. Many thanks.

  9. You are getting beter and better in poetry writing. Your prose pieces are always good!

    somebody watching you!

  10. Hi Gautami,
    Thanks for that. A lovely comment.

  11. Linda G said

    Hi Anthony,

    Your essay was very interesting. I wonder if you were more attuned to the situation you described because you had been on an “extended vacation” of sorts- out of the stress of career, etc.

    My career was a high stress one, difficult deadlines & often with bad news to report. In the midst of it- it seemed so normal.

    My career on hold, I became a caregiver to both my parents. That required a completely different set of skills, that fortunately I found were there. I became very attuned to the “moment”- always trying to feel what either parent needed- they couldn’t always express it. I liken it to your experience on the train.

    Don’t know if this makes any sense to you… It’s like you become a more keen observer of others & less of a participant in your own life. You become so less self directed…

  12. I’ve seen this happen too. All the busy and self important people often panic at the least little thing then drag everyone with them. The frenzy then begins. It’s quite something to watch. Trying to reverse this is very difficult indeed although I’ve tried a few times. Some with success some without. Our perceptions are indeed different and the same at times.

    I always enjoy coming here because when I leave I continue to think about your post.

    Have a terrific day Anthony. :)

  13. Twilight said

    I haven’t experienced the phenomenon you describe personally, AN, but I think I’ve observed something in the same category. Remember when Princess Di died, the outpourings of grief, the leaving of huge piles of flowers at various locations. Emotion seems to be infectious, or contagious. Or is it that we are like lemmings, deep down, and mimic one another? Even apart from emotion, when a person yawns, it often brings on a yawn in their companion, quite involuntarily. It’s all very strange! Thanks for more stuff to think on!

    I love Molly the Medium – lol! I thought that it was going the way of the limerick at first, but was relieved to see it took a far more subtle and interesting turn. :-)

  14. nothingisdifferent said

    my ‘ray of light’ was when i was told i had cancer. suddenly, life became very black and white, and i often find myself with a foot in ‘reality’ and as a viewer. recovery gave me time to muse about this, and to find my center. what is interesting is to sit on a crowded train, with people stressed out, and put forth the inner calmness… and watch a slow, albeit contained to the few around you, change. humour and that refusal to fall into the madness allows others to take a breath, and calm down, too.

    -quin browne

  15. Hi Linda,
    I can certainly agree with that. I’ve done high pressure jobs in the past and everything seemed to me about ‘me’, but it wasn’t – it was about me fitting in, playing the game, ignoring anything else.
    Then cfs forced a more serene lifestyle where I discovered myself – and in doing so found empathy with so much more – people, nature …
    Strange contradictions.

    Hi Sandee,
    Yes, an amazing thing to comprehend when you realise this – amazing and enlightening.

    Hi Twilight,
    Yes, I think this is related – a kind of simmering mass hysteria. Indeed, in the week Diana died I’m convinced the UK became one massive cult, mourning the death of its guru.
    Thanks for the kind words about Molly.

    Hi quin browne,
    A vitally important observation there. You’re talking here about a form of mass therapy, communicating calm subliminally. I would love to see such a thing in action in such raw situations.

  16. Medium Molly takes the cake! This post is full of thoughts to run with – they’ll keep me company for quite some time while I sort and stew! Thanks for an always delightful stop!

  17. Hi Tumblewords,
    You are always so kind. It’s much appreciated.

  18. TD said

    I’ve always been fascinated by the idea that without the idea of ‘hot’ for instance, there can be no understanding of ‘cold’. But with sanity, this argument takes an interesting twist. Without insanity, there can be no clear understanding of its opposite, i.e. sanity. BUT, is it paradoxically possible for someone to embrace sanity / normality to the point of insanity / abnormality?

    If a person tries to fail and succeeds, does that person accomplish both?

    Please excuse my ramblings at this late hour, but I do enjoy your knack of jogging my brain at whichever time I happen to read your blog.

  19. Hi TD,
    Many thanks for that, and there’s nothing to excuse. I’ve debated some deep issues here, and am always open to people’s ideas.
    I’ve thought of the ‘opposites’ argument myself often. It can be taken to some disturbing levels – for instance, how can we know we are ‘good’ if we don’t see ‘bad’ around us? Does this give a need for a level of crime? If ‘bad’ was abolished, what would we be? Moral or amoral? If the latter, can we really be seen as having any sense of ‘good’ any more?
    As to your particular angle here, studies of normality and abnormality throughout history usually show that to be ‘normal’ is to be seen as fitting into a particular system or culture. To not do so is abnormal. This extends into our constantly changing views on sanity. You are only deemed ’sane’ if you tow the line of the system – which is, of course, totally insane.

  20. I enjoyed your poems, Anthony. God’s Scribe made me smile. i wonder about the compulsion to write–and why I am slow to call it art!

  21. Hi Sandy,
    Thanks for that. I think people vary between calling writing an ‘art’ or a ‘craft’. I’m not sure which category it actually fits.

  22. watermaid said

    When I was invited to spend this Christmas at my brother’s house, I took along the poem I’d written for Read Write Poem on Ancestors thinking that my family might be amused. I didn’t even get round to showing it as when I mentioned poetry he said, ‘Poetry – people that are write that are mad’! I think we’re all mad in some way but one persons madness is another’s normality. Rather than seeing the world in terms of opposites, I see us at different positions along a spectrum. ‘God’ or pure goodness would be at one end and and ‘Satan’ or pure evil at the other. Although I go along with changes in attitude towards mental illness, I do believe there are some things that are universally ‘good’ or ‘bad’. Whew! You’ve got me thinking there.

    Good luck with the book reading. I’ve almost the novel my daughter gave me for Christmas.

  23. Hi Watermaid,
    I wouldn’t put it in such clear cut terms as you do, but essentially, yes, there are some things that are definitely bad, such as murder and many other crimes. But how did we reason they were bad without realising their existence?
    Maybe they play a part in some strange, unfathomable way. Not a nice thought, I know, but we live in a strange old world.
    Maybe I read too many books anyway ;-)

  24. Hi Anthony, sorry about earlier, thanks for sorting it out.

    I really enjoyed your poetry today, Miss Molly is Marvellous!

  25. Hi Andy,
    Thanks for that, and you’re welcome. You should see some of the technical cock-ups I manage to hide ;-)

  26. Travis said

    On those rare occasions when I’m able to fend off this madness and control my anger and anxiety at the little things that impact my sense of timing and schedule, I find the observations of those around me fascinating.

    I’m finding more and more that I can take my power back, simply by remembering what “those” people look like when they get all upset about delays. I know what I look like then, and it’s ugly.

  27. Hi Travis,
    Yes, I’ve realised myself that, simply experiencing this once can be enough to put a check on my growing impatience, annoyance, etc.
    Everyone should look into this psychological mirror at some time in their life.

  28. pieceofpie said

    hmmm… very interesting sez the snake to the mouse… madness is the only thing that gets me up in the morning

  29. Hi Pieceofpie,
    You may have a point there.

  30. lissa said

    I like God Scribe, I think it could refer to writers in general, don’t writers create and end worlds as easily as putting words onto paper?

  31. Hi Lissa,
    Many thanks. Yes, this was the main idea in my mind at the time. We are creators, and destroyers of literary worlds.

  32. I love reading poems about writing! I like what you did with the rhyme. Also, every time I see the name “Molly” I know I’m going to fall in love. Our first dog, a St. Bernard, was named that. Your poem brought back memories of her. Thanks!

  33. Hi Linda,
    Thanks for that. It’s good to remember such things.

  34. Pam said

    There is a contagion to extreme emotion which we each can get caught by and feed into. I practice relaxation on a regular basis and have had several chances to observe this very thing.

  35. Hi Pam,
    Contagion is certainly the right word. It’s like a psycho-social virus when it gets going.

  36. Richard said

    Ummmm…exactly what aspect of modern civilization isn’t completely and utterly daft?
    Just to survive one has to shake hands with lunacy on a daily basis. I suspect that even those who fancy themselves “outside” this madness would, upon honest inspection, reveal themselves to be as mad as those they think they’re observing from the “outside.”
    Take something like hypnotic past life regression where complete “historical” personalities emerge that, upon close inspection, turn out to be little more than cobbled together simulacra, constructed from bits of information the hypnotized subject may have skimmed 20 years ago.
    Or the idea of the hidden observer reported by hypnotized subjects. This “observer” appears to be a personality that exists, separate and underneath, our dominate personality. I think we’re all potentially possessed schizophrenics. I think that one simple clue that we’re all mad is the utterly mistaken assumption that most people share, namely that there is one single cohesive “I” staring out from behind our eyes.
    That, in and of itself, is entirely delusional.

  37. Hi Richard,
    You make many important points there. Thanks for that.

  38. kristoff said

    this would seem to be a page out of my life, it’s constant but your right they’re not all fake and some just need to practise being real. raw, powerful, weak, sincere, crazy, mellow, and fun to truly push the human condition. no matter the cameras, the recordings, the big brother in the air let your natures dim and shine like the natural rhythm of the day. of course i am a bit weird but then again, i have noticed no one is quite right in the head.

  39. Tony i really agree with you there about states of madness or as might be said in Victorian times,” eccentricity ” but leaving that aside ,i do believe that there is very much communal psychosis or neurosis or even religious fervour that can be transmitted to those around you .But before i go too far with this ,i suppose cultural influence has it’s part to play as well . But a lot depends on the given situation,but someone who is clinically mad is in a category on his own no matter what situation or any other scenario ,this person will allways bring his delusions out in any confused state his delusions will out and take on diffirent forms to suit each scenario.

  40. Jesse Fleischer said

    Hmm..My first time here,very interested in your view on this subject….Conjures up all sorts of things to me…Mass Effect as I like to think of it,comes in every form,another word for it is mob mentality…Your train story makes me think of a terrible set of events that happened on a bridge in full view of 100’s of people,a man threw a woman off the bridge after a slight fender bender,People got out of thier vehicles and watched this happen..My question to you is how can anyone argue “good or evil” when it’s terribly evident that we as a people are weak pack animals in the end…We blindly follow our leaders,be it political or religious,we give away our freedoms for fake security…I can only find insanity in this world. And like you am facinated in thought of anything else….But a single line makes me rethink anything I feel or have been taught..”History is written by the winner” A more true and insane point of view you cannot find….Just imagine what could have been had someone else held our pens…..now thats insane !

  41. Hi Kristoff,
    Thanks for that – and you may have a point in your last line :-)

    Hi Alex,
    Yes, there is much madness in culture in general, and add the subtle forms mass hysteria can take, and you have a potent social concoction.
    True ‘madness’, as officially stated, also fits this cultural element. Looking to the antics of the ancient shaman, today he would undoubtedly be classed as a schizophrenic. Culture used to even allow a role for him.

    Hi Jesse,
    Welcome, and I hope you call again. There isn’t much I can disagree with there. Indeed, most of the points you have raised I have written about from time to time. We seem to have a very similar viewpoint.

  42. matt said

    hi,

    I find this article interesting because of my own situation, which is has already cost me significantly in terms of health.

    Although I am not shaman I do endorse many of their beleifs and have for long time making my life seem somewhat aloof or abnormal .

    These beliefs were not something idealised or ” worked on ” but something I found echoed in many writings as result of having be lead there from an intense experince of self awareness that last more than 2 years .

    This experince was for me – so much more alive and powerful than anything Id previosuly experinced that I became very much interested in trying to maintain it but unfortunately other factors happened that stole me from that.

    One of the side effects from this awareness , or awareness of death / mortality ( little moments ) was increasing need to mamximise my existence to the point I did not have any regrets , and as result I retreated from society to focus exclusively on my health so I could persue what – up until then Id just put off.

    Almost 6 years after that and bizaree cascade of health problems i.e. problems that came from trying to solve other problems such as peripheral neuroapthy from certain drugs.

    As there was no cure for any of these problems including the long standing one I took time off to deal with I became increasingly trapped in battle to try and make myself better .

    Aside from the obvious effects of these problems they also affected my body in specific ways that made it almost impossible to achieve that level of awareness I’d previosuly experinced, and as result I looked to other short cuts i.e. entheogens.

    This was not taken on regular basis but rather more for insight at certain times – or if u like to appeal to other ” forces ” for help.

    The appeal worked but it did not heal me.

    All the events that happened to me as result of achieving this awareness from that experince did achieve something though ,for you see I am trapped.

    I am in torment in way I doubt even tortured man could relate to because there is no simply no going back to what / or who you thought you were before youve engaged ( that something ) most long for – but I have no regrets.

    If you find that idea hard to cope with or paradox then welcome to life , theres really not much on this planet that isnt joke , if you have the right sense of humour.

    The irony I find however is that for all that awareness I had and all potentials for building on it that exist you can not use it to escape your mortal chains i.e. aside from ” epic feats ” you can not grow arms or suddenly stop time, well at least not in the ” understood sense ” but you can find doors that might.

    What I mean is that even without achieving it just trying to be aware , reagardless of your situation , makes it possible for you to achieve a ” different life ” or possibility than others because you can see the cracks or stops where everything start , stops and begins.

    Much like your experince you start to realise when you see that , that those other times were pretty meaingless regardless of what happened i.e. how many of them do you even remember in day much less a week ?

    You could say then that while most appear healthy and ” normal ” they are spiritually crippled and the bastard sires of fashion at heart , for most never experince one seconds worth of any point and dress it up in whatever image they like till it becomes just another ” reality ” ( remember caves and clubbing dinosaurs was once one too ) – even those protest to being spritual or religious .

    The truth of that and any ones existence is seen for what is quite simply by death but its only when its usually your own death you hear it first .

    You dont have to be shaman or anything else to do that , you just have be alive and remember whose body you inhabit when on your last day.

  43. Hi Matt,
    Thanks for your comment, if a touch lengthy. I’d take issue on several points. I think if a person has such an experience and withdraws from ‘normal’ life, they have not really understood. As I see it, any insight gives you a reason to try to change what you perceive as wrong in society – albeit, always moderately, but that’s a different issue.
    In other words, I saw, and it turned me into a writer, telling others of the thought processes that came from it. It is an interactive experience, not individually exclusive.
    Also, I don’t see that outer society as bad, evil, deranged or anything else. My family exists out there – my physical pleasures as well as pains are part of it. There may well be many things wrong with it, but this does not lead to any hatred, superiority or anything else.
    I am me. I am part of it. I try to do my bit to change things.

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