And living alone like this, alone with thoughts,
concerns, dreams, and this thing called the project, one begins
to slip, not as if to go mad really, certainly not harmful or insane.
But one begins to go wild, to sense things, not just to see things, but
to perceive more and more with every one of the senses the presence of
things one would never have imagined encountering before. The intellect,
and so much of what is understood and appreciated logically is reshaped
by what one comes to know in this way. The madness is soothing,
instructive and, in some, is but a step beyond brilliance.
Journal entry, Oughty, Co Clare, 4 May 2001
What I now understand most clearly is that one should
never be pulled back in the middle of his madness. The madness should
always be allowed to run its course without interruption.
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