The Bipolar Monster pt 1
The bipolar monster awakens from his slumber
His right arm reaches out and up and falls back to his side
He reaches out his left arm
Out and up and
There it stays
Opposite of his right, ever reaching for something he can't achieve,
The bi-polar monster’s arm begins to grow tiresome so it also falls back to his side,
The bi-polar monster thinks that he looks less silly when both of his arms are at his sides
Or when his palms clap to create beats to songs that have not yet left his head or lips
Even though I am in these chains, it doesn’t mean that the bi-polar monster has completely lost his sense of humor
Let me tell you a joke, okay?
The bi-polar monster hates being bi-polar, it’s awesome!
You get it? Right?
Is this thing on?
The bi-polar monster has no microphone
Can you hear me?
Asks the bi-polar monster
Do I make sense to you?
The monster lifts his head to the sky trying to remember what it was like not living in his shackles
They had become heavy with the weight of the world, and of the words that others placed upon him
He missed his home
You see even monsters have homes
We all come from somewhere, we all once had loved ones and places where we knew that we belonged, where we were safe to be ourselves
The bipolar monster once had a family and was once not judged
He was once beautiful, a singer
His only crime was that monsters-humans never sought to understand him
His need for balance through two voices-voices scared those who did not seek to understand
Those who never sought understanding never tried to listen
The bipolar monster was not always a monster, in the ages long ago he used to be revered as a god
The god Janus
The two-faced god of paths and doorways
Janus resided at the limits of Earth, and at the extremity of Heaven
In two places at once, but still in perfect balance, two voices in harmony,
Nothing but beauty flowed from the lips of Janus
Music was a stream through which Janus communicated
Janus was known as an interesting god in which to communicate with since he constantly had two or more things to say at once
But the other gods understood him perfectly because they knew how to listen without judgement
These voices were once known to be words of absolute truth or wisdom
The other gods knew how to listen and could hear Janus
A constant stream of consciousness
Thoughts came too quickly for Janus
But this was no illness nor condition,
Copyright © Bjorn Overland | Year Posted 2017
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