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Observing, Assessing and Evaluating Crazy Me:
One of Those "Cries for 'Help'"
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Even More 'Fun'
I thought it might be even more ‘fun’ for the locals to get right into my personal space in a way that would not be possible for them to do just by pushing and shoving their way in, and then passing all they can get along as interpretive gossip. (not that any of them DO that of course!) So, bearing in mind that I have been told by experts that none of my personal experience of reality, as I perceive it, is ‘real,’ I thought that I would share my erroneous perceptions and reactions (‘affects’, which are not feelings like you have) right here on this page, with all of you. This way, you who are not ‘sick’ can enjoy observing and assessing someone who is told she is sick, but who will not accept it.
Now remember I am going to write this “AS IF” this were reality so that those of you who know you are not brain disordered as I am, can really see what it is like to be at the mercy of one’s poor sick brain and yet believe that people actually DO behave this way and that it is in fact very common. To complete my disclaimer here then:
On this page, Any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental or another sign of my inherently defective personality. Therefore, please do not worry that anyone else is ever going to be held in any way accountable for any of it.
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My Paranoid Stories of life in my city will appear here below so do get involved in this educational experience...Don't worry, (not that you would) as no real names will be used here since none of these people are really guilty of anything anyway...so how could they be?
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| Psychotic Alert! |
05/23/2012 |
Psychotic Alert!
According to the daily chatter of the shoe salesman (which I only imagine) in the downtown mall, to, and with large groups of boundary violating observing others, “Everybody knows exactly what is happening here.”
Since “NOTHING” is happening here and never has happened I must conclude that the shoe salesman is as crazy as I used to be when I thought something was happening here.
So, could someone please alert the psychiatrists and staff of Homewood that the shoe salesman has gone mad appears to "think" people are talking about me" and needs all of them to go down there right away and let him know that he is delusional and hallucinating conversations, just as I was told I was, and that he must accept these expert attempts to help him for his own good.
If he resists your attempt to help him, call Buzz to come with the tazer, wave it about a bit, like a hint of what might occur if he resists the help, and escort him to crisis intervention for the help he obviously needs but is being non compliant about. Good ol’ Buzz also knows that nothing has happened here and never has and that my big problem is the belief that I am being watched which as everyone knows is just another of my sad bids for attention.
thanks in advance.
I know that Vin is going to do plenty of smiling once he gets just the right dosage to make it happen. |
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Let's Try and Oldie but a Goodie
This one too was originally stated to the psychiatric hospital staff having them some 'fun' while observing and listening to my reactions to them. I can easily expand it though to include all of the locals everywhere who have involved themselves in what they believe is a 'covert' operation;
“That which you are observing is observing you.”
If you did not need to justify yourselves by needing me to be 'less than,' you would already know that. It is perfectly obvious.
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