Is it really possible to be "driven mad by the revelation"? I think that perhaps, you may be driven to such ends by paranoia about your sanity. If you begin to mess with your head, and start to worry about what might happen, it may accidentally create a feedback loop, pulling you downslowly down deeper and deeper into your own perception of madness. Fear can feed on itself, sparked into self-sustaining life by your curiousity in the workings of the mind. After all, the power of suggestion operates on belief. So, what then when you believe that you have driven yourself mad by the simple act of exploiting your mind once or twice?
I am very much a creature of habit, to the extent that it worries me. I sometimes think that, perhaps I do not enjoy the things I think I do, that perhaps, I am simply a parody of myself. I do my hobbies maybe, not because I derive pleasure from them, instead only because I have convinced myself that these actions in my life are the path I want to take. In essence, I feel that I may have Flanderized myself, locking myself out of many paths I could have taken in life. What then, will happen when my obsessions end? Will I be left in a shell of my life, without any source of pleasure or happiness? I am afraid that my own life and personality may have destroyed itself.
Every building has a backside, every window a room. All doors will open eventually. In fact, there is nothing but your force of habit to prevent you from seeing what is there. This world has no resolution, if you really think about it. Everything just becomes more detailed when you look closer. even your own mind has intracacies and behaviors that you ignore. Do you really want to notice though? Is it healthy to realize that most of your days you are not truly awake, and that you peer at your own life through the narrown slit of your attention and habits?
A lot of the time, I just pass through my life on the track that I have set for myself. I never looked to see what was on the other side of all those doors that I saw. In essence, I treated my life like a video game, limited, with all but the most important of paths leading nowhere. If you start to look though, you can notice that your life is not like this. To be sure, you still have responsibilities, and you want to make sure no one thinks you are a weirdo, but if you are willing, the world can open up, revealing more spaces than you thought possible. Every corner had a turn that you can take. The world is very strange place indeed.