on suffering restless legs, akasthisia, I simply said to the doctoral treating team...I just do core plank exercise. I must be on the pulse with this shit. they said "wow there was an article coupla days ago talking about the return of the plank"
i can't claim nothing but that I am necessarily ahead of their game and my recovery, my unmedicated unrecovery as I term it
orthomolecular - physical therapy model of resistance or recovery to taper off not-good-enough meds proferred to unrecovery
non-normative neurology unfamiliar unfamilial for this particular self, force et tendresse
is it elsewhere, what is this non local affect that visits me and you n I at times? watch the flutterbys
keys in pocket is first thing even when indoors
Whilst working teaching and learning with a student called Pablo (not real name) we worked out an active way of learning. Throwing a tennis ball back and forth with accompanying question and answer. Youtube was also in use. The hour or so went by like a flash. We got a lot done.
From this one could experiment with different forms of ball games and music. An emergent in-practice model to which I'm grateful for - to my student Pablo.
Relating as well to a poem of mine "Belonging"
I'm told by power that the Peer Work Force and Unrecovery are fundamentally at odds.
Not at odds if you add me :)
whilst in medical confines I'm pleased that a select number of staff are familiar with deconstruction. I get them and they get me. Having an I and Thou in this case allows for greater subjective analyses. Two way conversation. I may have a glint in my eye that nurses who were questioned afterwards could not perceive; or a glimmer of pleasant and infectious geniality.
And once I mentioned the work of Professor John Read. My wonderful interlocutor, and in other circumstances allround good fella, observably winced. Have feedback on this. John Read's Winceability. If you don't laugh you can always submit a YES form for any interview or engagement in itself. I use first names when I can. I too am part of the complex issue.
But among birds of feather we mingle together, like molar chemistry!
Unrecovery is simply put as nonpharmaceutical gainful living. The history of what was once known as "successful schizophrenia" with a slew of personal stories and a undocumented population segment sees a political voice responsive to antiquated notions of mania and contemporary notions of trauma.
Whatever charges of discursive reductionism I am made aware of is to be put in light of an agent or actor-network-theory and life. We do suffer predicaments (as Badiou would have it) though we also have biophysical responses in the unrecovered life. Hopefully these responses might find not only repose but a supported and social way of making a living.
Today I conversed with my treating team. Most definitely was I in the psychiatrised clinical space. Spatiality being a duration and field that even my helping hands here know in terms of constraint and the carceral. On glimpsing at Foucault online carceral archipelago I am reminded that even with this typing I am under chronological delineation or stricture by some of the helping hands here.
So my last quiet posture to the doc that dropped the word deconstruction is indeed the non-philosophy or quantic sophisynastery (poet oops!) of Laruelle. Laruelle becomes work - a - day, work a clay putty or DAS plasticine in my hoofs.
The doctor sees a glint of glimmer in my eyes. That equals mania. Mania is a passe term. Is there no reflection here by the good doctor. Here I diatribe.
The Badiousian predicament as bellowed through by di Nicola as heursitic is seen by the doc here as reducationist. Nothing of the sort. The doc quotes Peter Bregan. I know Peter Bregan by online means but when I related about Robert Whitaker and John Read I saw the wince in my psychiatric interlocutors face.
Do not philosophise. No worries on not making the philosophe's gesture of "thinking deeply and laterally". The prevent or pre-event of philosophy. Squint from that perspective. It's all a "raw science"
And now ask my whether my post structural diagrammatics have reached the level of sketching a platypus : ) one for a fave Umberto Eco and his distant interlocutor, Foucault of the devices and archives as unrecovered archipelago.
below is obdurodon..and some burble as self posited magister regens. the doc has 13 years to polish their work and I've 20 years in the public mental health assembly line.
The platypus has a south american cousin
My network may know I am in what I like to know as a nicotine withdrawal program. The foundations of insomnia and isolation are brought into question.
In my time in the program I've researched advanced massage techniques with an eye to domestic products. Household witchery, brujo bruja y la brujula!
I've written poetry with a resubstantiated voice, to evoke the Merry Easter I've spent. Happy Easter to all my friend-believers. One poem has a title of The Petersham Soundbubble as Barque and whatever architectonic I paced through noting 24/7 traffic noise and structural issues of a place I once lived in and nearly died in, twice.
My network is Facebook based. If anyone still hanging around I'll let you know that any endorsement as Medical Officer or trainee as such should be clarified in the next couple of days. I am proud that I've achieved recognition to the audience who talk with me in medical review.
717 - What exactly is at the end of the cosmos? (from writing template)
The bounce and the curve
the return of the dreamerist
or the merry nurse's pedagostrian
little dollar sign in the architecture
of solid time as historic choir
quasimad, quasimodal, crinkled
crossover wrinkly of clocked watches
and watched clocks that takes yonks
to boil, the billy in the country cuppa tea