Tuesday, September 6, 2016

From Inside The Sane Asylum...


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From Inside The Sane Asylum


Some have been asking, from what reality am I posting? Never gave that much thought, but it is simple question to answer...from my illusions. I don't want anyone to feel cheated with any of my comments and post but they all come from my illusions of truth as I know them to be. So I could be wrong.



As far as my endeavors...well I am a Thought Placebo Researcher in The Sane Asylum. As I see it, placebos work at least twenty eight percent of the time, so why not try it with thoughts. There are some dangers, however, one could get dependent on thought placebos or even suffer from the ill effects of NoPlacebo. There really is such a thing, you know. I don't have many fears but there is one, I'm concerned the pharmaceutical company that makes Prozac will make me change my moniker..

The Sane Asylum is just another illusion, but a good one. There are citizens that actual live in The Sane Asylum. Homesteaders mostly.. Occasionally we will get a wanderer, like the Ole Goat Man that lives on the outskirts. There are no seekers in the Sane Asylum. The citizens have nothing against them, they just don't have enough time to bring them around. From time to time we will get a visa request which may be approved. That Gypsy Girl, Izzy IsNess and N D Shadow are Visa holders.

On a serious note, The Sane Asylum is a Preservation Site for those Of Sound Mind or we like to think so. Funny how we chase our sanity around by the tail. I hope you will occasionally visit  dregoprozac.blogspot.com. I try to feature posts that reflect the best moments in our human condition.  From time to time you will even get a visit from one of the homesteaders that may give you a little of their Folk Psychology.


Footnote, of sorts...Don't forget to make peace with yourself and get along with it all...Doc




Lessons From The Sane Asylum...



"Give me the hardest task"...I pleaded,
As I stood at my masters feet.

"It shall be so, my child", he said.
"Thy task is but...to wait."

Lemme Think About It...three score and ten




Threescore and ten is an average, not a promise, and all too easy to take for granted.
The years pass, not with the ticking of the clock, but with the silent hissing of sand through the center of an hourglass....

Now of my three score years and ten,
twenty will not come again.
And take from seventy years a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

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