What if I told you
...that there are voices in my head?...
You or me?
I thought they'd gone!
And what if I told you that I used to think there was just one of 'me' H aH aHoHo – schizo state of split awareness thinking itself to be one... inhabiting its own channel and calling this the whole spectrum; all eleventy-three-and-a-half of us/them jabbering away in mostly mutual exclusivity?
So, what if I told you that I now feel saner on the outer perimeters of 'sanity' than I did when I thought I needed to dig for the center?
...wrong direction meesta barge, but you gotta try it to not buy it...
SO WHAT?
Why the faraway question mark?
Indeed, then let's get rhetorical on jowass: So what if I told you I was confused when I didn't know there were many, assuming there was but one; I never understood the interconnectedness of the seemingly different voices, each with their own take on the situation; I never once looked to see, was unaware and didn't know, never LIStened.
So fuckin' WHaaAAAaaT? Get yer ears cleaned!
Yeah, no biggie.
