Where wild minds come to rest
what happens when you inner world spills over into reality !!! multiple worlds and characters in time taking root in your daily thoughts until DD robs a bank. Am I being invited into their world or worse still are they becoming my world. Reality ...when I fall into a ever fading time of it it seems unreal, I feel detached confused where have I been for the last hour day week. I journal my minds madness and have deleted and thrown away a many of journals as I read in disbelief and despair at the twisted thoughts and plots written on the pages that no one should ever read. I feel as though my mind in tormenting me like awaking for a nightmare. I am aware of the thoughts plans and emotions written on the pages yet am in disbelief that I was so convinced that these ideas are good and true that this was who I was and I was excited about such things. These people and worlds are real ... then...laughter and an addictive joy take captive off my body and mind and they out and on the loose again. Who am I ? who are these people ? I don't care I let them live for they are me. Homicidal madman Hollywood star, and the con waging war for presence in this world. Even writing now I feel there presence within laying just beneath my skin. How far will they go will the madman rob another bank, will the Hollywood star make finally make it to LA. I need a cigarette but wait I don't smoke.