dopaminergic/gabaminergic, someone once pointed out, and what i see bears this out, so wanted to throw that in… the experiment i regularly do, happen to be fasting today, it’s raw vegetables, omega 3 oils, probiotics, lots of water, can’t be more than a few hundred calories, there’s no fruit just vegetables, carrots in juice and radishes to crunch but c’mon; yes, on that diet the delusions fly away, and you get kinda calm and manageable. think i learned this from the way they feed you in the jails and psych hospitals, 500 calories a day calms everybody down, and a few days of that actually down-regulates the pathways significantly, so that 3 to 5 days later, bam, i feed myself 7 to 10 thousand calories a day, superbowl feast with double heavy entres at restaurants, with supplemental superfoods from whole foods, hundred bucks a day in feasting, then, the hundred ten dollar a pound oolong tea, that’s the dopamine pushing the sugar to make those constricted brain pathways explode, and that is what you see here as massive psychotic essays, which are just the best lines from these little notebooks i’ll totally fill on a night like that; i often go for a few days and nights straight like that, like a meth head but it’s tea and sugar, and a mind with psychotic capabilities.
Didn’t major in anything cause college was offensive to me, but i never stopped reading and researching, and abnormal psych is also a hobby, since i am quite an abnormal psych example. not a typical one though, the society has zero defense against me, i can walk in and out of their prisons, psych hospitals, and all through their strees and their malls with their precious young children, and all they can do is call the cops and i walk away… so ask me anything, too.
hey, people complain because of scatology taboos in modern society, but here is something i think abnormal psych should take a look at, i’d love to survey but only see my own toilet bowl, and have a hard time discussing this in america, but you know, somebody said it’s good we look at the toilet bowl before we flush, we can learn important things about what’s going on inside.
As i said i experiment, go from sane to floridly psychotic and back in a day or less, and often spend exteded vacations on one side or the other of madness, so i observe things. When I am a stressed out psycho mess, which i let myself become cause i know i can pull it back together right away, i noticed that the feces are like toothpaste, colon must be swolen, used to think it was diet but even with carbs and stuff i can keep the feces girth the proper size but it takes calm, whether from seroquel dosing or from carful self management, it’s the calm not the drug, and you know, there was a book a few years ago, the second brain, there is as much brain in the intestine as there is in the head, that’s right, like the lungs and the kidneys we got two brains, an upper and alower, one has the content of fecal matter and feels better stuffed, the other is full of beauty and magic or in your case mundane reality, ideas, at any rate, and there has got to be some synchronicy between them. check the people who turn down drugs and cure themselves with diet and exersize, every one of them will tell you their colon and diet and level of calm are related and are used to manage a mental condition. I think abnormal psych should look harder in new areas like this, and think about tamping down the broken record about meds being the cure, or worse, delusions how someday they really are gonna invent a med cure. The cure is too simple for any med to be able to do what needs to be done, and science has been training it’s big guns on sz for all it’s existence, and still has nothing, maybe they oughta throw in the towel and turn this over to the shamans…
also as far as meds, i do use them when I need to if i have not slept in days, but also i use food as a psych med, neurotransmitters in pizza and turkey for instance. One day about a year ago i was in my moms house coming off seroquel and she woke up and found me pacing and crying, as usual, in the middle of the night, so she started to take me to the psych hospital, but i insisted on going out for pizza first, it was early and nobody else ate it but i pigged out, then was able to talk my way out of the psych hospital expertly, which i doubt i could have pulled off without the neurotranmitters in the pizza cause i was running on empty as far as neurotransmitters, which can be painful psychically as alot of us here know. so hey, sometimes you gotta break the gut to fix the head, then you fast and fix the gut, then you stay all perfect for a few days, then you fall down and start working on getting up and all perfect again! Like the universe!
Daughter and me. This wat we do!