When we see a man pushing a shopping cart, shouting at no one, we dismiss him with one word: insane. But to him there is purpose. He’s operating with reasons truthful to him. His alternative understanding challenges our conceptual safety, so we banish the mentally ill rather than seeking to penetrate the nuances. Psychosis is like a dream. It might seem random, but there’s a delicate landscape of abstract communications stemming from within the deepest chambers of the mind and soul.
