Counterfeit Evangelist
Want to listen to me break down my lyrics?
Beyond the Beat
WARNING! If you are easily triggered, proceed with caution.
WARNING! If you are easily triggered, proceed with caution.
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.
"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. |
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.
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.
Accept it. The people that don't accept they are crazy are ill.
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.
Fear trains us to obey with promise it will not manifest.
Ask the people who benefit from the deed cares if the generosity was influenced or voluntary.
Doubt.
Love is transparent affection.
I am allergic to applause.
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.
Fear wields ignorance to steer your intrigue towards triggers that dissuade your curiosity from persevering.
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.
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.
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...
Misfortune is misunderstood. Delight in fate's mercy.
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.
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).
STARTERS |
|
Orchestral Flatulence |
Artwork, poetry, skits and podcasts.
|
MAIN COURSE |
|
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.
|
|
phone |
address |
Georgetown ON, CANADA
|