How does it feel to be certain something is there when logic tells you it isn't?
Is that what madness feels like?
Answer:
That's a feeling you'll never forget.
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I guess it depends on the "something".
I'd feel pretty comforted if I were certain that an angel was standing beside me, ready to strike down my enemies with a single blow. On the other hand..
I'd feel pretty freaked if it was my dead dog, returned from the hole in the back yard to haunt me forever.
are you sure it isn't there? is your logic true or simplistic? if something is there, you should accept it, but if your logic is simplistic, you deny the truth that true logic establishes.
I think nearly everyone thinks that sometimes. Especially alone in the dark.
The best definition I ever heard for "madness" was "Insanity is doing the same thing over and over while expecting a different result". Don't remember who said it. Good luck!
Well, when speaking of spiritual matters I would simply submit it feels like faith. Faith is, by definition, belief in something which cannot be proven by fact, so it is beyond logic.
As for madness, I think that if one were mad, and understood that they were mad, there would be a certain freedom to it. If you understood that you were subject to being certain that things were around you which logic dictated could not be there, I don't imagine it would bother you at all--you would simply know it was a product of your madness. The great tragedy is that most people who are truly mad in a clinical sense don't believe or understand that they are mad, and their distress comes directly from that disconnect of believing things to be which logic dictates cannot be.
I have only had one experience that even closely correlates, and I can tell you I did seriously question my sanity. It also scared me to death. One night several years ago I was in working on something on the computer and in the back of my mind (the work was boring) I was thinking about the fact that wolves are so often used as a metaphor for sexuality in fairy tales (i.e. Little Red Riding Hood). I was letting my mind wander on the subject of wolves, and I decided it was time to go out and have a cigarette. When I opened the front door to go outside I found a full-grown wolf standing on my doorstep. I immediately slammed the door and braced my back against it so the wolf couldn't get in. My fear was completely irrational, and I knew it was impossible for a wolf to be standing there, but it had looked so real! After about 5 minutes of hyperventilation, I finally turned around, and cautiously opened the front door. The wolf was still there. Since she was so tame, I reached out to touch her to make sure I wasn't imagining it. She was warm, and gentle, and completely real. As I ran my hand down her back, I felt a collar, and when I looked at her collar, I found a tag with her name and a phone number. Despite it being after 2:00 a.m., I called the owner and told her that her pet was on my doorstep. She was groggy when I woke her up, but she got right in her car and came over to get her pet. When she got to my house, I remarked that her dog looked eerily like a wolf. She laughed and told me that's because she was 3/4 wolf. She was a domesticated wolf-dog mix. She was a sweet animal, extremely gentle, but I couldn't help thinking that all traces of dog must be on the inside as she looked like a wild wolf, not like a dog at all. After the woman drove off with her, I sat for about 30 minutes thinking about the 5 minute period when I thought that I had gone insane. It was one of the most frightening periods of my life, because I thought, in my confusion, that I had conjured her whole and alive. If my mind could summon a wolf, what did that imply? What if I happened to be thinking about demons? Could I summon a million dollars into my bank account just by thinking about it? It was really very confusing and upsetting. I laughed about it the next day when I told my family about it, but I can honestly say I didn't sleep very well for a while afterward. If that's what madness feels like, I don't care to feel it again.
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Answer:
That's a feeling you'll never forget.
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I guess it depends on the "something".
I'd feel pretty comforted if I were certain that an angel was standing beside me, ready to strike down my enemies with a single blow. On the other hand..
I'd feel pretty freaked if it was my dead dog, returned from the hole in the back yard to haunt me forever.
are you sure it isn't there? is your logic true or simplistic? if something is there, you should accept it, but if your logic is simplistic, you deny the truth that true logic establishes.
I think nearly everyone thinks that sometimes. Especially alone in the dark.
The best definition I ever heard for "madness" was "Insanity is doing the same thing over and over while expecting a different result". Don't remember who said it. Good luck!
Well, when speaking of spiritual matters I would simply submit it feels like faith. Faith is, by definition, belief in something which cannot be proven by fact, so it is beyond logic.
As for madness, I think that if one were mad, and understood that they were mad, there would be a certain freedom to it. If you understood that you were subject to being certain that things were around you which logic dictated could not be there, I don't imagine it would bother you at all--you would simply know it was a product of your madness. The great tragedy is that most people who are truly mad in a clinical sense don't believe or understand that they are mad, and their distress comes directly from that disconnect of believing things to be which logic dictates cannot be.
I have only had one experience that even closely correlates, and I can tell you I did seriously question my sanity. It also scared me to death. One night several years ago I was in working on something on the computer and in the back of my mind (the work was boring) I was thinking about the fact that wolves are so often used as a metaphor for sexuality in fairy tales (i.e. Little Red Riding Hood). I was letting my mind wander on the subject of wolves, and I decided it was time to go out and have a cigarette. When I opened the front door to go outside I found a full-grown wolf standing on my doorstep. I immediately slammed the door and braced my back against it so the wolf couldn't get in. My fear was completely irrational, and I knew it was impossible for a wolf to be standing there, but it had looked so real! After about 5 minutes of hyperventilation, I finally turned around, and cautiously opened the front door. The wolf was still there. Since she was so tame, I reached out to touch her to make sure I wasn't imagining it. She was warm, and gentle, and completely real. As I ran my hand down her back, I felt a collar, and when I looked at her collar, I found a tag with her name and a phone number. Despite it being after 2:00 a.m., I called the owner and told her that her pet was on my doorstep. She was groggy when I woke her up, but she got right in her car and came over to get her pet. When she got to my house, I remarked that her dog looked eerily like a wolf. She laughed and told me that's because she was 3/4 wolf. She was a domesticated wolf-dog mix. She was a sweet animal, extremely gentle, but I couldn't help thinking that all traces of dog must be on the inside as she looked like a wild wolf, not like a dog at all. After the woman drove off with her, I sat for about 30 minutes thinking about the 5 minute period when I thought that I had gone insane. It was one of the most frightening periods of my life, because I thought, in my confusion, that I had conjured her whole and alive. If my mind could summon a wolf, what did that imply? What if I happened to be thinking about demons? Could I summon a million dollars into my bank account just by thinking about it? It was really very confusing and upsetting. I laughed about it the next day when I told my family about it, but I can honestly say I didn't sleep very well for a while afterward. If that's what madness feels like, I don't care to feel it again.
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