Status Updates From The Doors of Perception and...

There is a series of alterations occuring. to the dormant conscious, a one. i see my facade, which was assumed to be the convergence, a tangent to the active principle of my-self, is a distraction that builds a pleasant world around itself, despite transforming constantly.
it feels like the continuous claustrophobic hypnagogia peeled off a nerve in my head, a 13th cranial nerve. the bare nerve that both

honestly by the end of this book i feel like it’s offensive to schizophrenics