Creativity art bipolar
I wonder though if what people think of as creativity…..as art…is just a release of pain….like steam escaping the pressure cooker….
That for whatever reason a Bipolar is somehow able to harness the pain and darkness and tumult and charm it into something appealing…beautiful…haunting….
In Bipolar beyond up and down there is something else within it all too
There is a mind place space reached..
a darkness and a depth…
A vastness of thought
As if there is no bottom to the mind but it just runs through the tunnel and opens out into the bleeding dark blackness of the universe
And yet full,…
the thoughts travel at a hurtling speed through everything and everything through this place and what was once is always and never and new
And raw and shining
And sad and dull and sharp and whole
And wrong and sweet and pang and molten
in all of these places the mind is and goes and feels and does
how can one person hold it all