Mental illness is what we call it when sensitivity lies supine, exposed to the horrors of civilization. It requires enormous insensitivity, feigned or not, to live in our moment. Without a doubt, you’ve avoided a tent on the sidewalk, some stretched out and used up person slumped next to it in an alcove, their eyes hollow. You’ve put the starvation of continents from your mind. I do it too.
the prophet
the prophet
the prophet
Mental illness is what we call it when sensitivity lies supine, exposed to the horrors of civilization. It requires enormous insensitivity, feigned or not, to live in our moment. Without a doubt, you’ve avoided a tent on the sidewalk, some stretched out and used up person slumped next to it in an alcove, their eyes hollow. You’ve put the starvation of continents from your mind. I do it too.