God Rippling Through Me

Before and wail checked into hospital for the second time, I knew it. Quit simply put I was directly in touch with god. I have adopted the belief some time prior to my hospitalization, that we are all parts of the divine. We are not separate, and that your highest highs, most loving thought and most beautiful feelings are direct communication with God or the creative force of the universe. However, be that as it may my belief did not stand up to the rigour of medical science. I must also add here now that by no means, do I not relive my original assumption to be to be untrue. I did and always will belive that I was once in communication emotionally with a grand spiritual force.

They stuffed me so full of chemicals that I could no longer feel anything, good I was normal again, all the love gone all the laughter and joy erased. Their are many who belive that bipolar mania is a for of spiritual emergency that brings the unconscious, conscious. That mania is a journey through the spiritual realm.

I do not know if that's true. what I do know and understand that during certain states of mania one is operating at a finer frequencies, elevated from the plain of ordinary existence. It clears all your blocks and allows you to feel freedom and pure love and happiness. I belive that we The maniac, the ill, the bipolar, the sick, as categorized by society, operate on a higher plane. I want very badly to have an aura photo taken wail non manic, and compare that to one taken during the hight of mania. I imagine the difference would be staggering.

I was not psychotic when I was brought into the hospital, I was experiencing something beautiful, I was experiencing the universe. If only I was allowed to travel higher.