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viejospellejos · 1 year
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no te hagas ilusiones
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schizopositivity · 8 months
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I'd love it if more people understood the difference between hallucinations and illusions. So let me try to explain with examples. [TW: examples of auditory hallucinations and illusions described as you experiencing them]
1. Imagine you are home alone with your windows closed and it's silent. And then you hear unfamiliar voices talking about you, it sounds like they are coming from another room. You go to check but no one is there. Your brain created entire voices of people out of thin air. This is a hallucination. There is nothing but your brain creates something.
2. Now imagine you are in the same scenario but your windows are open but the curtains are closed. You hear your neighbors having a conversation, and you hear it as them talking about what you are doing in that moment. They couldn't possibly see what you are doing, so realistically they can't be talking about you, but your brain makes you change the words and hear it that way. This is an illusion. There is something but your brain changes the real thing into something unreal.
It's not always easy to know the difference when you are experiencing it. But if you do know which one it is (nothing there and something unreal appears or something there changes to something unreal) then I think it can be really helpful to label the symptom accurately.
For me it was helpful to gage the effectiveness of my medication. I noticed that I have more illusions than hallucinations, and for me that was a sign of improvement. It can also go the other way, to see if your psychosis is getting more severe.
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philosophybits · 7 months
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In a morbid condition of the brain, dreams often have a singular actuality, vividness, and extraordinary semblance of reality.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment
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nintendonut1 · 6 months
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"Iron Maiden," a Super Mario RPG comic
In 2010, I illustrated my take on that particular Fear status spell.
Over 10 years later, I decided to redo it.
The original, for those who'd like to compare. Honestly, Younger Me was definitely cooking, making this particular Fear spell being the worst possible illusion you could have. I hope I made it a lot scarier this time!
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thirdity · 9 months
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The happiness we find in becoming is possible only by annihilating the reality of “existences” and lovely appearance, and through the pessimistic destruction of illusions: so, by annihilating even the loveliest appearances, Dionysian happiness attains its height.
Georges Bataille, On Nietzsche
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rainbowpopeworld · 5 months
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Michael Sheen said this quote in an interview in July, which I just saw today. So I decided to put it onto these two images.
The second one is more angsty, fair warning 💓💕
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stoicmike · 3 months
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The illusion of having no illusions is the greatest delusion of all. -- Michael Lipsey
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schizodiaries · 6 months
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Learning about illusions (in regards to psychosis) was a game changer for me as a schizoaffective. Previously I always thought of them as “mini hallucinations,” or “not-quite-hallucinations,” but now I have a word to accurately describe what I experience.
While a hallucination is the perception of something that isn’t actually present, an illusion is the misinterpretation of something that is present.
Some examples of hallucinations I’ve experienced:
hearing voices commanding me to do things
seeing a random child hiding in my room
hearing the sound of whispers when I’m the only person present
vs. Some examples of illusions I’ve experienced:
looking in the mirror and seeing a much younger version of myself
seeing creases in my blankets and thinking it’s the devil
reading a paragraph from a book and all the words are scrambled
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asteroidtroglodyte · 7 months
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ghostowlattic · 11 months
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liminal frequencies 
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kafkasapartment · 13 days
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Bond of Union, 1956. Maurits Cornelis Escher (M.C. Escher). Original lithograph.
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graciedart · 4 days
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tortle / school of illusions wizard / male
"Bog, Mystery, Glamour" 🎭
for @NirnrootNoises !
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philosophybits · 6 months
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There has hardly ever been so much darkness and confusion as in the present age. People are muffled up in lies and falsehoods and, more often than not, chance and passing impressions are their only guides through the maze of present events. Illusions, and particularly the illusion of power, overawe everyone.
Nikolai Berdyaev, "Political Testament"
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hektor-world · 12 days
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I want all of you, forever, you and me, everyday.
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3eanuts · 3 months
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May 17, 1956 — see The Complete Peanuts 1955-1958
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whumpshaped · 6 months
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helle has used this tactic a hundred times already, and it always, always works... humans are so kind <3
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tw vampire whumper, mind control, illusions, home invasion, dehumanisation
Things were... not good. Beck remembered begging Helle to stay and take him as their regular bloodbag just so he could avoid the torture that came with saying no, but it all seemed... distant now. Way more distant than the ache in his neck, which was always, always there. He woke up with it, he went to sleep with it, he had it reopened and ripped further somewhere in the meantime.
He hated it.
Sometimes he thought about staying inside forever, never letting Helle touch him again. They hadn't asked to be invited in, yet, and he hated that he considered it an act of mercy that he couldn't exploit. Because if he did, then what was Helle going to do the next time they thought about giving him a semblance of dignity?
So he stayed outside every night, obediently awaiting his master by the front door of his apartment complex. Helle rewarded it with gentle praise and sweet nothings, leaving his mind intact and his home undisturbed.
Until they got bored, of course. Because they always did, didn't they? Being good was boring, being kind was boring, and letting their human have any nook he could hide away in was boring. But taking that away? Oh, that must've been thrilling.
It wasn't too thrilling on his part when a sort of familiar stranger showed up on his doorstep, dishevelled and frantic, talking about a vampire that was after them.
"The vampire is looking for you," they'd said. "They can't get to you here, can they? If they can't, please–"
"Get inside!" He had stepped aside to let the stranger in, not even considering logistics or believability. He extended a heartfelt invitation into his home without a second thought, because of course Helle's antics had been calculated, and of course their stupid kindness was just to make him let his guard down and believe they were merciful — and had no intention of intruding on his home if he behaved.
The charm dropped instantly, and he suddenly didn't need to put in effort to recognise why the stranger was so familiar. Their features clicked back into place, and he wasn't haphazardly glancing at a mixed up puzzle anymore, he was looking straight at the vampire he so desperately wanted to keep out. They still looked dishevelled, but also positively radiant.
"Why, thank you," they said with a grin, running their fingers through their hair to bring some order back into their look.
"That– no," he muttered, in complete disbelief. "You can't– I didn't– I was charmed, that doesn't count– that's not genuine–"
Helle looked quite amused by the way he slowly backed up. He didn't even have any confidence in his own words. "Enthrallment, yes, that would count as cheating. Charm, however... you can definitely invite a stranger into your home. I did not make you do anything." They leaned against the door frame, still just teasing, still just building anticipation.
"No, no, it doesn't count, it's not genuine– you can't, you can't come in! Please don't– please, this is the only place I feel any sort of safety anymore, what more do you want from me?" He was beginning to get desperate, and he was almost whining, begging for peace... and the vampire just watched with that same grin, if not even more delighted, then slowly stepped over the threshold.
"Boo," they said softly, and Beck felt yet another piece of his soul be shattered by the stupid, childish taunt. "I am awfully curious about your home. I cannot wait to explore it fully."
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