Arquivo do Autor

XII – A Joyous Island of Pinel

Publicado por Bill Braga
Data da publicação: 14/10/2020

To live under the logical tyranny of the sane world may be more comfortable for some, but for the non-adapted, those who have gained wings, it is excruciating. This is because the sane are incapable of noticing the underlying authoritarianism in their actions, accepting only the level of reality visible to their clouded eyes. It’s like that scene from the notorious movie The Matrix, where Morpheus, his name being a non-coinc...

XI – House Arrest

Publicado por Bill Braga
Data da publicação: 20/07/2020

I found the cradle that I needed in Sandra’s lap. I don’t know why, but every night, whether it was with her or Valéria, I felt the need to lay my head on a lap, and not just any, but one of those laps. I would have preferred if it was my girlfriend’s. It’s been a while since she last visited me, where could she be? Ok, so it wasn’t the all sentimental love sublime that rises above everything and everyone. Wishful t...

X – Finally a Lap

Publicado por Bill Braga
Data da publicação: 16/06/2020

I’m having yet another talk with the man in white, the impassable Dr. Lucas. He makes a point of maintaining his doctorly pose, the ferocity in his rude and reprehensive voice accompanied by the lord of truth look upon his face. But even he has bowed to my scrutiny. Today I left his office much more light on my feet, he said that soon I will be leaving, he said that I don’t belong to this hospital, but do you think that an...

IX – I bring harmony to the insane… and to the healthies

Publicado por Bill Braga
Data da publicação: 22/05/2020

I stepped off the bus, or rather, I touched down in the heart of Savassi district in Belo Horizonte. Valéria, the nurse, speaks so sweetly to me as I tell this story. She really takes care of me, unlike that dictator-in-white. Valéria has candor, sweetness. Sometimes she gives me such affection that it’s as if I were her son. She lets me lay the mattress on the floor. Maybe she is capable of understanding me. She helps me ...

VIII – The Inner Trip

Publicado por Bill Braga
Data da publicação: 30/04/2020

The days go by, I talk to Lucas (not a doctor, because he has yet to acquire his doctorate) and nothing changes. He remains shrewd and takes himself to be lord of the truth, and to him, letting me out of Pinel Clinic was totally out of the question. But there is a whole world out there waiting for me, I feel the need to get out and dissolve into the human masses that await me on the outside, in the urban chaos. But no, they st...

VII – Never Ending Trip

Publicado por Bill Braga
Data da publicação: 02/04/2020

For you to understand me, I should explain who Haldol is. It is Haldol that has prevented me from continuing to tell you what happened. Haldol is an anti-psychotic medication used to control agitation, aggressiveness and other maniacal states of human beings. This is the medical-drug industry’s explanation. I say to you that Haldol is the medication used by those who don’t support the truths brought out by those who they c...

VI – Tempting Madness and its Delicious Sensations of Power

Publicado por Bill Braga
Data da publicação: 03/03/2020

It’s night fall at the Festival Juiz de Fora. After my outburst of rage and all the agitation quelled down, from what I remember there was a moment of reconciliation. I remember going backstage and talking to the drag queen for a moment, without her makeup. I saw that I knew him, the man behind the drag, and that we had talked earlier before his makeover… I don’t really know what was said, I just know that everything cal...

V – Fragments of Lucidness

Publicado por Bill Braga
Data da publicação: 10/01/2020

I woke up. This time I knew very well where I was… inside that clinic… As much as they tried the meds couldn’t get the better of me, I was the lord of me, even though the doctors kept saying the contrary. Pardon the interruption, let’s get back to Juiz de Fora. Yes, I was treated very warmly there and I got along with the diversity, a delightful diversity of harmonious differences. And my mind opened… I thought of Sa...