#mental divergence

[emsye-tries]

Stop being like ‘I have ocd because I don’t like it when things aren’t in straight lines I’m so quirky’

You’re literally not quirky you are in need of attention and you think people will give it to you this way. Idgaf what you do to get the self validation you so desperately need but don’t do it like this because it’s an actual mental divergence that seriously affects people in a negative way. Thanks

[kazard]

Mental Divergence

I've seen the term tossed around a couple of times in some posts by friends lately, and finally decided to google it.

I'm not really sure how I feel about it.

If you care about this stuff it'll be under a read more.

On the one hand, folks with conditions and differences who may not need a cure is fine and cool.

However, on the flip side, some of the conditions lumped under the blanket of mental divergence really don't seem to fit.

I won't speak on any condition except my own.

I have ADHD. ADHD or Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, is a mental disease. It's genetic, and there are plenty of treatments and medications with varying levels of effectiveness on a person to person basis. 

The concept of Mental Divergence says that ADHD and a good number of other conditions are not diseases, and are just how some people think. No reason to treat them, or fix them. And that makes me feel really uncomfortable with the idea on a whole.

Now don't get me wrong. From one perspective you could say that society treating my behavior as abnormal is the problem. If they took more time to understand and accommodate me, then I wouldn't have any problem.

Bullshit.

Before I started taking medications I struggled DAILY with controlling the dumbest impulses. Things that in the moment seemed totally fine, but as an elementary student could have hurt other kids. I had tremendous trouble with doing things that didn't interest me. At the time, it was just homework, but now meds help me motivate myself to go out and get groceries, clean up my apartment, and plan ahead. Without medication I would likely be jobless, instead of having a really stable full time job that makes me a decent amount of money.

I just don't think can support the idea of Mental Divergence when it would mean, that my condition doesn't merit medication, and I probably wouldn't be self sufficient or successful today.

[planetslime-blog]

origins: how the empire never ended

The devil works in mischievous ways. i feel confident making this claim knowing that i have beheld his malevolence in the tangible waking world. streaking tracers within the boundaries of my periferi, dance just in and beyond the arc of perception, skirting around voids and shadows and all the while whistling a wickedly upbeat tune. see, the world has had it all wrong this whole time. The ancient ones were always goddesses, and they were bountiful, beautiful, and they grew societies and helped individuals prosper, there was no need for atonement. they were from the earth. of the earth. it was their definition. then came down the sky gods, males, warriors, conquerors and self righteous assholes, in all actuality. they controlled, instituted laws, and understood the earth and its inhabitants only as resources to be utilized in their selfish gains of ego. this was how they fed their head. the goddesses they slew and desecrated, leaving behind a carnal mess not fit to be lifted as a sacrifice, simply left to waste as the time marched on to the beat of great war drums. new lines were drawn in the waters, skys, and dirt, and the enemy was declared. us. the male gods passed down their decrees on stone tablets and iron swords, and sought to imprison the earth and to enslave its population to ensure their inscrutable domination. where do you think law came from? and eye for an eye? please, how primitive a suggestion based on reason, let the little creatures hurt each other and be justified in retaliating until the entire populace is caught up in a vindictive jihad. religion became the shackles of the mind, the state the fetters for the body, and material possession the anchor of the soul. only the devil snuck away and watched from the distance. this christ and his roman puppeteers danced their jig before our eyes and the resulting madness depleted the old growth vegetation, ignited petty human rivalries, and despoiled an entire planet. (did you not know that all species are their planet?) and now he controlled it all, this pathetic place filled with cheap outdated technological advances, de-evolved sentient beings partially educated and entitled to being, consuming with low brain waves. there are massive stone building built from the broken bodies of blasted mountains, there are disposable one time use plastic gizmos filling vast tombs undegradable, sarcophagi of discarded articles all laying in proof to his greatness and majesty. There is the hacking and vandalism of genetic codes of plants by large profit seeking pathological enterprises, vast consciousnesses contained within the moving chasis bodies of factorums, refineries, highways and distribution centers. these are the origins of the Republikhans their title was corponations , and they had no soul. and the devil was there, noting their proliferation. the fetid guts of old dinosaurs provided the food for the vast industrial networks, powerlines and pipelines flowing the matrixes of desire ambition and growth, unsustainable growth. the devil walked among the people, sharing their grind and empathizing their condition. the people at this time were told about their insignificance, from teacher to student, parent to child, political tyrant to citizen, boss to worker; all social stratifications were propagated in cast lead. the human insects were free to the extent of choosing how they got to the work they were required to be at, pick amidst a myriad of plastics which they must consume, and cast votes for pre selected icons which would represent the vast network of economic bureaucracy that owned them. the gears were many,and they all moved according to the rest, yet the devil was there, silently laboring amongst them. by now they had changed everything to represent themselves, a new language based on old latin, a new religion based on the Republikhans prophetic descendancy from christ, a new digital credit for monitoring and enforcing consumer habits, and a new calendar narrating the story of their god, their Republikhan. The Krist Columbus. the devil at that time cringed. there was no more wild nature, no uncontrolled weather, no weather at all in fact. the planet was not a living thing. the oceans were processed and recycled water sources, of foul wastes and toxins which were filtered out by man and machine to create more pestilent putrid toxins. their empire never ended. all barren flats produced rows of organisms which created materials that could then be extracted, condensed, modified and then heavily processed to create visually stunning foodstuffs which the people were forced by their freedom to consume. the organisms were not plants, but their ancestors were. the Republikhan created them from the very genetics of the First Seed handed down by the christ himself, so they claimed. these organisms were created to sprout regardless of any circumstance, would blossom a flower identical to all others, create a poisonous seed which required heavy refining, and manifested intense metabolic process which not only emitted deadly radiation levels and smog, but also leaked filthy toxins into the soil which would was designed to invade and kill all other organism in its proximity. these toxins never broke down, and traveled in the water to new places, or condensed and lay dormant from within the krust of the earth itself. the devil alone, in his unending rebirths, walked this earth and saw it transform to the planet of slime, despoiled by the despotic corponational Republikhan. he lived the lives of countless sub-human souls, experienced their confinement, torture, and utter degradation at the dismissive hands of their industrial overlord. he alone knew the name of religion, and the price of progress. the result of genetic modification. hope, as a word, hadn’t existed in over fifteen centuries, but as a principle, hadn’t existed. it was at this time i realized i was the current rebirth of the devil, as i felt his breath warm the inside of me with countless centuries of wisdom. he asked for no act of submission, for it was just me afterall who existed, as i always had, just in another form. but now it was my time to act. planet SLIME.

[ichoosepazuzu]

L.J. Washington: I don't really come from outer space.

Jeffrey Goines: Oh. L. J. Washington. He doesn't really come from outer space.

L.J. Washington: Don't mock me my friend. It's a condition of mental divergence. I find myself on the planet Ogo, part of an intellectual elite, preparing to subjugate the barbarian hordes on Pluto. But even though this is a totally convincing reality for me in every way, nevertheless Ogo is actually a construct of my psyche. I am mentally divergent, in that I am escaping certain unnamed realities that plague my life here. When I stop going there, I will be well. Are you also divergent, friend?

[planetslime-blog]

planet slime loves tiny tim

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