I keep trying to find out the difference between real life and the voices in my head. The voices are loud too, they tell me secrets about people, stuff no-one else knows. Sometimes I have to answer them or they make me ill, they give me presents. My phsyciatrist calls it cleptomania but what does he know. Plus I am 4'8" 3 stone and smell of rhubarb.

he shouts at the crowd his eyes seem so glazed fly touch the sun I also sniff dead mammals lying at the side of the road

I used to collect eye balls but now I collect curry leaves. Plus I have been to Scotland and people have a real hatred of the English, but thats not surprising really. Everyone hates thre English. Even the Scoucers, and they are Irish. ME I'm kinda non discript person and do not seek publicity. BUT I DO SPEAK STRANGELY. HIGH HIGH WHAT A FEELING