by Gary 'Z' McGee
November
17, 2023
from
Self-InflictedPhilosophy Website
Gary Z McGee,
a former Navy Intelligence Specialist turned
philosopher, is the author of 'Birthday Suit of God'
and
'The Looking
Glass Man'.
His works are inspired by the great philosophers of the
ages and his wide-awake view of the modern world. |
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by RAVI
"Madness is not to be despised
and not to be feared,
but instead you
should give it life...
If you want to find paths,
you should also not
spurn madness,
since it makes up
such a great part of your nature...
Be glad that you can recognize it,
for you will thus avoid
becoming its
victim."
C.G. Jung
Madness is a pathfinder...!
Without madness, without the crazy courage
to do the taboo thing, the audacious thing, the insouciant thing,
the eccentric thing, the unpopular thing, there would be no unique
spark, no outside the box thought, no otherworldly imagination, no
arguments with God, no crucifixion of the past.
Without madness we are left with dullness.
Without madness we are
left with the cruel cold entropy of monotony.
Without madness, we
are stuck living stifling comfort-based lifestyles over empowering
courage-based lifestyles.
Without madness, without chaos,
drunkenness, and imagination, all we have is banal order, logic,
sobriety, and reason.
It's not that we don't need order, logic, sobriety, and reason.
It's
that we are drowning in them.
It's that our hands are tied by them.
And madness gives us a release valve.
Madness helps us come up for
air.
Madness forces us into the realization that life is short, that
we are going to die, and that we only have from this moment until
then to live the most authentic life we can manage.
It puts into
perspective the need to, as Dylan Thomas said,
"rage, rage against
the dying of the light."
Too much comfort, safety, and security handicaps creativity,
expansion, and potential.
It hinders authenticity.
It cripples
next-level growth.
It keeps us from fully confronting
God.
Healthy
expansion requires a little discomfort and insecurity.
It requires a
leap of courage into the fire.
It requires emancipation from
comfortable fetters.
It requires staring into the abyss.
It requires
risk.
As Nikos Kazantzakis said,
"A man needs a little
madness, or else he never dares cut the rope and be free."
There is a fine line between courage and foolishness.
There's a fine
line between freedom and fetters.
Our madness toes the line.
Integrating
madness - Balance
"You should be a monster.
An absolute monster.
And then you should
learn
how to control it."
Jordan Peterson
Madness cuts both ways.
Too much madness, we lose ourselves in
chaos.
Too little madness, we lose ourselves in order.
There is a
goldilocks zone regarding the madness we allow into our lives.
We should look at madness like we look at our shadow.
We should
integrate it.
We should let it surface.
Let it breathe. Let it have
its fun.
But then we should harness it. Control it. Master it...
We either integrate our madness and gain the potential for
controlled chaos on our own terms, or our madness will come out at
some unexpected time in the future as disintegrated, uncontrollable
chaos.
We either empower ourselves by integrating the madness, or
the madness will swallow us whole, leaving us powerless.
Authentic
wholeness requires intimacy with both the madness that surrounds us
and the madness within us.
As Edward Abbey said,
"You can't study the darkness by flooding it
with light."
Indeed...
You can't tap into your drunken, frivolous,
hunger by trapping it in a safe and secure comfort zone. Madness
becomes a kind of escape hatch.
In our youth it was necessary to repress our madness to achieve
discipline; in our maturity, it is vital that we integrate it to
achieve wholeness (enlightenment).
The alternative is bitterness...
Madness has a way of planting seeds in the manure of our bitterness,
from which imaginative, unexpected, otherworldly things might grow.
When we really get into the heart of our madness, our deep passion,
our primordial frenzy, our unreasonable joy, we feel more alive than
ever.
We're finally able to breathe. A primal orientation manifests.
Authentic passion comes into sacred alignment with fate. The pieces
of our puzzled Self paradoxically click together.
We feel whole,
actualized, aware. Most of all, we feel hungry, thirsty, ravenous,
voracious for more courage, more adventure, more risk, more life.
Our lion appetite swallows our tiny sheep stomach whole.
It's
finally time to eat - and eat well...
Harness the mystery
- Self-overcoming
"I have always endowed madness
with a sacred, poetic value,
a
mystical value.
It seemed to me
to be a denial of ordinary life,
an
effort to transcend it,
to expand,
to go far beyond
the limitations
of man's fate."
Anais Nin
Madness gives us reach. It gives us breadth. It gives us poetic
license.
As Carl Jung said,
"No tree can grow to
heaven unless its roots reach down to hell."
Our shadow reaches all the way into hell. Our madness gives us the
courage to reach.
When we reach into hell, we're seeking the
repressed part of ourselves, that place where all the pain, fear,
and rage has been buried. We're reaching out to the snarling beast
inside us. It's our job to transform its rage into poetry and art.
Madness is a spark for the fire of courage. But it is foremost a
vehicle for catharsis.
Paraphrasing Nikos Kazantzakis,
"We are weak,
ephemeral creatures made of mud and dreams."
Madness sheds the weakness and takes the mud and the dreams and
cooks them into an instrument ready for expansion and growth.
Madness unearths us.
It unburies us.
It digs us out of ruts.
It
forces us to look beyond our petty conditioning.
When we're mad with
purpose, we're a force to be reckoned with.
We are Nature incarnate.
We are the beast unleashed, ready to subsume, to overcome, to
transcend.
Such madness verges on magic, and we become unconquerable.
The Dionysian Reveler
- Sacred tomfoolery
"These poor creatures
have no idea how blighted and ghostly
this so
called 'sanity' of theirs sounds
when the glowing life
of a
Dionysian reveler thunders
past them."
Nietzsche
Dionysian divergence is a primal awakening.
It's the spearhead of
Madness.
It's a sacred alignment with the Shadow aspect, which is
projected like a blacklight into the too shiny world.
It's a drunken
frenzy unleashed on a stuck society.
It's a fierceness inflicted on
a meek and mild goody-two-shoes culture.
It's a lion waking up from a nap surrounded by a herd of sheep
pretending to be asleep.
Dionysian divergence is the dethroning of reason by imagination.
Reason is important. But it will never be more important than
imagination. For Reason, like the Apollonian, has the tendency to
fall in upon itself.
Given too much rope, Reason will hang itself by
the hard-headedness and hard-heartedness of its own unwavering
ideal. Reason will drown in its own reasoning.
That is, unless
imagination and madness can gain the upper hand and pull it out of
deep water.
Under the blinding sun of the Apollonian ideal, the Dionysian
dynamic is a much-needed eclipse.
It's a beacon of darkness that
gives us creative hope despite artless faith.
It's a primal
upheaval, an animal frenzy of passion, frivolity, and
lightheartedness in the face of over-domestication, apathy, and
hardheartedness.
It's the liberation of instinct and insight. It's
the transformation of boundaries into horizons.
Dionysian divergence dances through the mannequin culture.
It
thunders past the status quo junkies.
It flies high above the steel
walls of the Apollonian labyrinth.
It sees how Goliath has become an
idol, a golden cow, a parasitic icon which has blinded the people of
the world from the knowledge of their own imagination, joy, and
courage.
Foremost, the Dionysian reveler is a courage-enforcer, a mettle
sharpener, a lion-awakener.
Far too long has the culture lived a
fear-based lifestyle under the comforting gaze of the Apollonian
Goliath.
It's time to cultivate a courage-based lifestyle.
It's time
to get mad, count coup, and wrestle with the gods.
It's time to
balance the scales, to melt down the golden pedestals of idolatry,
to burn down our uppity high horses, to upset parochial apple carts,
and to continuously un-wash the brainwash of perfection from our
imperfect minds.
It's time to unleash our madness and assert our uniqueness.
It's
time to let our Shadow shine.
To fly over all the false gods.
To
crucify our past and push our beliefs off a cliff.
To climb a
mountain and reap the whirlwind.
To rejoice in the folly of it all.
To laugh and to learn how it's all laughable.
It's time to get mad
and revel in a new way of being human in the world...!
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