my mental lifes' like a house on a broken street in a crap suburb in an even crappier little backward ghost-town beyond the limit of the maps!

...there are other houses on my broken mental street and dare I ever venture beyond the front gate and visit the psychos that hover and worm around in their own little beat up homes right next door and just over the way...don't even climb that fence I say!

anyway!!

enough with the riddles!... been on a higher dose of pills lately, seem to be levelling me out somewhat despite being borderline toxic at least I'm not catching fire in the shower!
(for those who don't know chemistry?.. sodium ignites in contact with water, I take sodium valproate, just an inside joke between me and the doc)

..better still I have not had alcohol in 3 weeks and for those that understand the relationship between excessive booze and severe BP episodes... that's a handy way to be.

but I still got this cerebral murder squad on standby, psycho demons at the ready... who never understood rational...or feasible reality and never will.

my neighbour puts on his music and I instantly want to get off my face so off my face I wont be needing my head anymore! I can taste the bitter adrenaline as it performs osmotic acrobatics in my mouth at the imagination of drinking today and kicking off a full tilt manic episode!

I am so sensitive to outside stimulations and there are many more psycho residents on my mental street than I can ever tell while I'm safe inside and even though they don't hide. ...I can't stop them from visiting me and they insist I'm missing out on all the fun.

here's some cool song lyrics! (Peter Gabriel)... if I listen to it today I could flip out! that's how my BP works so I better do something else and just read them instead.

Shock the monkey to life
Shock the monkey to life

Cover me when I run
Cover me through the fire
Something knocked me out' the trees
Now I'm on my knees
Cover me, darling please
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don't you know when you're going to shock the monkey

Fox the fox
Rat the rat
You can ape the ape
I know about that
There is one thing you must be sure of
I can't take any more
Darling, don't you monkey with the monkey
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don't you know you're going to shock the monkey

Wheels keep turning
Something's burning
Don't like it but I guess I'm learning