“My bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole” — Fyodor Dostoevsky.
Imagine what would have happened if Vincent Van Gogh was not in the mental asylum unbearably in mental pain. Imagine that and suddenly there’s NO “Starry Night” in this world for our eyes and soul to feast upon.
Imagine Roger waters didn’t feel pained looking at his friend Syd Barrett when the latter was down with mental illness. We wou