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shadowlightA Very Special Word from Mal ... on being crazy (in lieu of Blood & Popcorn, Part Five)
November 22nd, 2009
Current Location:Bangor
Current Mood:eerily serious
Current Music:the Highwaymen, "Committed to Parkview"
Splash panel. Mal is seated on the floor in a bare room with white walls. Above him, written on the wall in dripping red fluid, are the words, "Crazy We Are, Lest Mentally Ill We Become." His expression is grim and intense.
Mal: "While I have a lucid moment, I'd like to use it to explain something important. Most of you know full well that words like "zany" or "neurotic", applied to me, are merely euphemisms for 'crazy'. Before you get the wrong idea, you need to understand that I don't do the things I do to belittle or mock those who suffer from mental illness. If there is a message to my madness, it is that it's ok to think differently from others, and let others think differently from you. I do what I do to make the voices in the dark a little less scary, a little less powerful. I do what I do because there are problems you can't solve by driving a stake through them, and sometimes, the worst thing you can do to your personal demons is hollow them out from the inside, drag them into the light, and make them dance for you. ... and, like so many other people, I do what I do because I don't really have a choice. This is the mind I was given. This is the life I was given. All we can do is do the best with what we have. "
"That being said, if you feel you are being compelled or tricked into hurting yourself or others; if you feel like you need to eat your wife's fingers or drink bleach-- get help. Please. There's no shame is asking for help when you need it. It is no different from blindness, deafness or epilepsy. It is not your fault, and you are not alone. "
"...On the other hand, as a wise man once said, 'If you're hearing voices, but they're not telling you to do anything bad, for Heaven's sake, don't tell anyone!' Not every neurological quirk is worth what they'll put you through trying to fix it. Just being strange is not an illness, and there are people who live with their illness and stay functional and sane. ...and if you do get caught being different-minded and they try to fix you, insist on a doctor of the opposite sex ...because psychiatrists are so delicious. They're like vodka and fruit juice... and there's always the slight chance you can turn them into your sexy clown-suited uber-groupie. "
"Lucid's over. We now return you to your regularly-scheduled comic strip, already in progress."
November 22nd, 2009
Current Location:Bangor
Current Mood:eerily serious
Current Music:the Highwaymen, "Committed to Parkview"
Splash panel. Mal is seated on the floor in a bare room with white walls. Above him, written on the wall in dripping red fluid, are the words, "Crazy We Are, Lest Mentally Ill We Become." His expression is grim and intense.
Mal: "While I have a lucid moment, I'd like to use it to explain something important. Most of you know full well that words like "zany" or "neurotic", applied to me, are merely euphemisms for 'crazy'. Before you get the wrong idea, you need to understand that I don't do the things I do to belittle or mock those who suffer from mental illness. If there is a message to my madness, it is that it's ok to think differently from others, and let others think differently from you. I do what I do to make the voices in the dark a little less scary, a little less powerful. I do what I do because there are problems you can't solve by driving a stake through them, and sometimes, the worst thing you can do to your personal demons is hollow them out from the inside, drag them into the light, and make them dance for you. ... and, like so many other people, I do what I do because I don't really have a choice. This is the mind I was given. This is the life I was given. All we can do is do the best with what we have. "
"That being said, if you feel you are being compelled or tricked into hurting yourself or others; if you feel like you need to eat your wife's fingers or drink bleach-- get help. Please. There's no shame is asking for help when you need it. It is no different from blindness, deafness or epilepsy. It is not your fault, and you are not alone. "
"...On the other hand, as a wise man once said, 'If you're hearing voices, but they're not telling you to do anything bad, for Heaven's sake, don't tell anyone!' Not every neurological quirk is worth what they'll put you through trying to fix it. Just being strange is not an illness, and there are people who live with their illness and stay functional and sane. ...and if you do get caught being different-minded and they try to fix you, insist on a doctor of the opposite sex ...because psychiatrists are so delicious. They're like vodka and fruit juice... and there's always the slight chance you can turn them into your sexy clown-suited uber-groupie. "
"Lucid's over. We now return you to your regularly-scheduled comic strip, already in progress."