I get it. One time I ate a 1/4 of mushrooms on an empty belly and heard helicopters buzzing over a tree I was hiding in for an hour. I thought it was the CIA and the FBI because they found out I knew the secret and had detected my eletromagnetic radiation. Fortunately the tree hid me safely and after I started singing to myself I stopped hearing hell.
The funny part is that after the experience you realize I am always already going through it. I hope you love singing. Peace, Peace. *grin BTW, most people cannot digest that. It is a mighty mission.
Must be something going round. This morning I couldn't put a coherant thought together. I was trying to plan my day and it came out like; "I should go to the library today...yeah ...I should go to the library and work on my bike...WAIT..I can't work on my bike at the library...what am I talking about?...what was I talking about?...oh yeah, working on my bike at the library...what?...that doesn't make any sense....wtf...maybe I'm crazy....where are my shoes?..." It was like I couldn't start my brain, like the gears wouldn't catch. Then I decided it didn't matter since thinking's just a bad habit I've been meaning to give up anyway. Once I stopped thinking things started making sense. Morning is for tabbaco...coffee......
Do you realize the ability to recall a completely senseless series of abstract thoughts is as extraordinary a feat as remembering something important from the time you ate 700grams of dried cubies?