Sometimes I really see. It all looks so solid but it isn’t, not really, there are many layers and most of us live on the surface cut off from the flow but there are clues everywhere. People can say things and I can’t be sure what they mean cause their words have undercurrents they’re not even aware of; its all metaphors, the macro in the micro. I can walk past advertisements and feel like they’re talking inside my head, watch movies and think it’s me squabbling up on screen. You can see yourself in everything around you, there ‘s no line and its pretty confusing because my paranoia can kick in sometimes and turn it into a bad trip. The coincidences can pile up, the layers coincide all around me into perfect harmony & make me feel like somethings winking at me, watching. Other times I wonder if I’m just too imaginative….I know I am, they don’t want you to have imagination, they grind it out of you, that’s what school is for, to turn you inside out. I know what full blown psychosis is and I feel I’m too grounded to fall victim to that but I won’t lie either, I have mental health problems coming from a broken family. I feel I wouldn’t have ever seen all this without that pain either. I’m not sure how to integrate these experiences, I wish I had someone else who knows what its like to talk to; they come and go. They lied, its nothing like they taught us it is, its so much bigger. Don’t let them in your head with all their fear