JOHN RALPH TUCCITTO IS 'SARDONIC POET'
  • About the Author
  • Orchestral Flatulence
  • Mythology of the Muse
  • The Culture of Certainty Divides us
  • The Dearth of Empathy
  • What is Sardonicism?
  • The Simulation of Doubt
  • Book Appointment
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Beyond the Beat

WARNING!  If you are easily triggered, proceed with caution. 

November 28, 2014

After a month of Mania.


Sleep was unnecessary.


I slipped off the edge of documented comprehension.


In a phenomenon called Psychosis.


I was convinced I understood the universe.


I was seduced by infinity.


I was admitted to psych ward.


The madness reigned.


I was diagnosed Bipolar.


My life has never been the same.


Why should you care?


This could happen to you or someone you love.


Over 6 years I have documented humanity's darkest secret.


In a mythology.

The Mythology of the Muse.


Inspires you to achieve the impossible.


But that's impossible.


Exactly.

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THE RULE OF ADDICTION

You are not addicted to the vices you abuse.

You are addicted to achieving the impossible.

What's the difference between disability and mental illness?

With Disability you know how to empathize, because you can see their challenge.

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With Mental illness you don't know how to empathize, because you can't see their challenge.

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What's a Sardonic Poet?  I illuminate your empathy.

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Mental illness is like trying to solve a rubiks cube in the dark.  Get it?

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It took me seven years to develop a method to overcome the triggers of bipolarism.  In short, I wrote and published books chronicling my recovery.  I defined mechanisms in the mind which I translated into artwork.  I found a way to express myself that shed light on the unpalatable thoughts that tortured me.  No more.  If you are interested in learning how I did this, book an appointment.  I don't charge, I don't pay.

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"I don't no what I'm doing."  John Ralph Tuccitto

John Ralph Tuccitto was born in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. As of writing 'Dis-eased' he was thirty-seven years old, married with a three-year-old daughter.

With a "passion" for honesty, John explores his mind without fear or trepidation.  He was diagnosed bipolar in November 2014 after experiencing psychosis, 
a severe mental disorder in which thought and emotions are so impaired that contact is lost with external reality; briefly in his case.  His goal is to crush the stigma of mental illness in the workplace by sharing his perspective and what he has learned from the other side.  John leverages his 14 years experience as a visual & user experience designer to help visualize and explain the intangible mechanisms that both plague and complement human connection.  His poetic style is an acquired taste for those who truly value original ideas that refines the sphere of reality to a point.

Outside of writing, John enjoys drawing, reading non-fiction, fishing and collecting retro video games.
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I like to answer your questions

Email me your questions at john.tuccitto@sardonicpoet.com and I'll post them below anonymously.

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Do you have a diet that helps?

Temptation craves enthusiasm. Food triggers reflections into the past and projections into the future. There's no way to eliminate temptation (you're not supposed to). But know when your actions translate into enthusiasm, temptation is never pleased. Ask yourself, are you hungry or bored, or impatient. Is there a passion you are neglecting that has disguised itself as hunger? Be aware.

Why do I feel so empty?

You can't fill up a colander when you're thirsty.  Stop trying to fill it with water.  Fill it with something that get's trapped like...croutons.  

I just want some comfort in knowing I'm not crazy.

Accept it.  The people that don't accept they are crazy are ill.

How do I explain to my mother that depression is more than just being sad? Without starting a fight with her.

The root of evil encourages despair to flourish because our imperfections live to aggravate others through our insecurities.  This only motivates us to sink deeper into despair because it’s easier to give up and ask for pity.  This cycle repeats itself.

Why are fearful people afraid of unknowns and want clear cut answers?

Fear trains us to obey with promise it will not manifest.

Can you be forced or compelled into being a good person or can genuine goodness of the heart only be voluntary?

Ask the people who benefit from the deed cares if the generosity was influenced or voluntary.

What exists only to mess with us?

Doubt.

What is the optimal manner in which caregivers should teach their children about what love is?

Love is transparent affection.

When has everyone stood up and clapped?

I am allergic to applause.

Why does a group of people clapping always get faster?

It's like sledding on a soccer field.  You just sit there.  Clapping tilts the field until is becomes a slope.  If the cadence doesn't escalate, the sled will stop accelerating.  I guess groups wish to escalate the thrill until it tops out.  It annoys me personally.

What are blind spots in psychology?

Fear wields ignorance to steer your intrigue towards triggers that dissuade your curiosity from persevering.

Is freedom a dumb concept?

Freedom is the desire to escape oppression.  It's a moving target, and it's unconcerned with who or what it impacts.  I suppose if you believe there is no such thing as freedom, your escape rests on those who try in vain (for your amusement).  That's your freedom.

Are hierarchies avoidable?  Is the very existence of and ideal oppressive?  Without an ideal to strive toward, how can society be ordered?

Food chain.  Survival is-was our ideal.  We've lost sight of that because convenience is our ideal.  In a hierarchy what ideal wins?  Survival or convenience?  If you're starving; survival.  If you're lazy; convenience.  In a hierarchy what is oppression?  "I'm not getting my way."  In a survival situation you can't blame nature, you can only respect it.  We are not nature because our ideal is convenience.  Inconvenience is our oppression. 

Is there or is there not anything objectively right or wrong that is independent of human opinion?

Look at politics.  Look at how news corps stay in business purely by painting their opposition as inferior.  It's a fucking racket.  These rackets exist because none of us are objective.: there is only profit.  What is profitable is predictable.  Humans are predictable, not objective.  Ask me how I know...

​According to Freud, why do some people enjoy when something bad happens to someone?

Misfortune is misunderstood.  Delight in fate's mercy.

How will censorship hurt writers and artists?

Censorship is despicable. If you are so ill-equipped to process incompatible thought, you choose to disable critical thinking; preferring to arrest what triggers signal within you to adapt to adversity. If that makes me an asshole (in your eyes), don't talk to me.  Don't stick your head in the sand and claim you know better.

What is the threat of virtue?

I do not see an end to racism; regardless of who we elect. It's a bottomless stomach. We feed it virtue but...it's never satisfied. Why? The fear to offend (under the threat of virtue) makes us accountable to the mob (that fears to offend).
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Orchestral Flatulence      

Artwork, poetry, skits and podcasts.

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The Mythology of the Muse

I documented the origin of addiction thanks to my experience with psychosis.

The Culture of Certainty Divides us

An original take on politics and human behavior.

The Dearth of Empathy     

Perceiving reality without empathy.  (audio available) 

What is Sardonisism?     

It is my philosophy.  You can comment and rate on every verse.  My bullshit was born to break.  (audio available)​

The Simulation of Doubt

I don't claim to be correct, I claim to be interesting.

"Listening swallows grief.”

- Sardonic Poet

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I ONLY KNOW WHAT I DON'T KNOW.

Talk to me and I will give you a truly alien perspective.

email

john.tuccitto@sardonicpoet.com
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phone

416.540.6737

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Georgetown ON, CANADA
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  • About the Author
  • Orchestral Flatulence
  • Mythology of the Muse
  • The Culture of Certainty Divides us
  • The Dearth of Empathy
  • What is Sardonicism?
  • The Simulation of Doubt
  • Book Appointment