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To: Ilaine who wrote (17648)	2/13/1999 2:49:00 PM
From: Gauguin	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Coby, I had a feeling about twelve years ago, that things were going well. I remember moments of standing in various places thinking this looks nice, I can do this. Lights, colors, shapes, living things. Comfortable and chimingly vibrant. Subtle and rich optimism, and capability. Now it's a trial to try to remember what that was like. It doesn't matter what's to blame. Sometimes our mind is able to look out and feel and see that way, regardless of the environment; other times the mind and hands and heart have enough time, gathered ability, resources and karma to create those beautiful and comfortable surroundings. It is difficult to respond to prolonged thrashing. And these drugs can make it truly impossible. Events, too; mixing with confusion. Difficult to even find a place to stand and understand what's happening. The brain, which is so powerful and creative and sensitive when tuned, begins to break down; and loses vitality, comprehension and shape. This ~ it's my belief ~ is the worst and most dangerous part of illness and the drugs that treat them. Everything about "you" can change; even be lost. When you recover these things, you can tell they were gone. As abilities and attitudes arise, and strengthen from reinforcement, you remember them as things you had and had earned and employed. They come back like Spring. As though all that was needed was space for them. A healthy brain. Speaking of that, I've lost the subject I wanted to share. I wish the kid could come to you instead of you going. I forget the rest. Bye for now.