In A Dream It's Typical

I Seem To Be Thinking Rationally Again In The Style That Is Characteristic Of Scientists. However This Is Not Entirely A Matter Of Joy As If Someone Returned From Physical Disability To Good Physical Health.

Statistically, It Would Seem Improbable That Any Mathematician Or Scientist, At The Age Of 66, Would Be Able Through Continued Research Efforts, To Add Much To His Or Her Previous Achievements. However I Am Still Making The Effort And It Is Conceivable That With The Gap Period Of About 25 Years Of Partially Deluded Thinking Providing A Sort Of Vacation My Situation May Be Atypical. Thus I Have Hopes Of Being Able To Achieve Something Of Value Through My Current Studies Or With Any New Ideas That Come In The Future.

I Later Spent... Five To Eight Months In Hospitals In New Jersey, Always On An Involuntary Basis, And Always Attempting A Legal Argument For Release.

I Have Made The Most Important Discovery Of My Career, The Most Important Discovery Of My Life: It Is Only In The Mysterious Equations Of Love That Any Logic Or Reasons Can Be Found.

Gradually I Began To Intellectually Reject Some Of The Delusionally Influenced Lines Of Thinking Which Had Been Characteristic Of My Orientation. This Began, Most Recognizably, With The Rejection Of Politically-oriented Thinking As Essentially A Hopeless Waste Of Intellectual Effort.