One thing I had to do was quit watching/reading the news (alternative news). It served its purpose in that it made me aware to a point, but I feel sick some days, assaulted, and polluted, when I want to log in to check my email and there's all this bullshit about the state of the dying world and rotten politicians and billions of people who are either suffering or don't care at all.
It brings nothing constructive to my mind...
So (through the guidance, courage, and inspiration of the molecule), I am ever in a process of changing my life to be the antithesis of all the problems.
WAR OIL DEATH BOMBING APOCALYPSE BLAH BLAH BLAH... I've radically rearranged my life so I can sell my car.
OBESITY SICKNESS CANCER DEATH PLAGUE BLAH BLAH BLAH... I can pay the bills making people organic green juice, generating the energy I need to support myself only through protecting the environment and healing/non-harming others.
INDIFFERENCE DEPRESSION SUICIDE LONELINESS BLAH BLAH BLAH... I can treat every person I meet with love, compassion, and respect.
Since I have fully broken through and accepted a lifestyle where, to maintain sanity, I mustn't care what others think of me, I have the power to take that, run with it, and see how far it will go. I've made a new rule to myself to play my guitar publically and sing at least once a week. I'm moving deep into the city very soon, and I would love to do it in subway stations, for example. Think about how stressed out people are all the time, out of the moment, letting all those poisonous words typed above plus much more plague their minds... Who has the guts to break the silence, the trance of darkness?
Does it take a slight streak of insanity to do that? Absolutely.
But how much more insane is it to march through days blindly, staring at the ground, socially and emotionally disconnected from most of the species in a densely populated area? There is no sense of community... No sense that we are all here together, it feels more like a fight to do whatever is needed to keep ONEself alive...
Anyway, my point is, in the face of bullshit, be the antithesis. Be a creative, innovative, loving antithesis. As long as you are alive, you possess the creative power to one-up any kind of demon that comes your way. Wherever you see psychic garbage, compost and recycle. Psychedelics, especially DMT, IMHO, are literally the source of fuel for my inspiration to actively live in a way where I can still feel okay about the state of the world... to find the guts to forge that path. (I used to be terrified of the notion of public transit, for example.)
When I first realized I was weird, I felt really weird about it, and this resulted in an awkward shift of personal relationships. Old friends falling away, freaked out boyfriends, strange relationships with family. When I stopped doubting and started embracing my new perspective, I blossomed and now have the most positive social reception everywhere I go. People thank me for listening, for smiling, for sharing, for rocking out. It's cool...
Constructive craziness??
Some things will come easy, some will be a test