Ok. There is such a fine line. I do believe youre manic. From your postings.. It is nothing to feel bad about. When I say fine line, I mean once you are manic past a point where you can REALLY have any footing on reality, i.e. last year I believed Wu Tang clan was kind of like-- my posse-- I listened to theier lyrics and believed that they were speaking to and through me.. It made me feel hostile and angry, in a strange karate superhero way... as well as Lady GaGa each song of hers i.e. there is one on that album that refers to France, as I am French, the music made me behave in some sort of burlesque way. I thought I was her almost. Basically? Classical music? yeahhhhhh... I could blast it and write down poems and fragment 'genius' type thoughts for hours. This went on for so long with me trying to hide it from family and at work until I began posting rants on FB, I am 30 yrs old btw. I couldn't hide it any more. I am 5'7" and before I went to the hospital I was 105 lbs. I could not see it any more. I am telling you this because it takes less time than you think to get to that level. and as a spiritual not religious type person, it sounds like you almost read an occult book and took it to heart. I was referring to family members as minions.