im not sure, but a year ago a mystery man called me in a group home, said i had met him at a grocery store and exchanged numbers, he invited me to a masonic greetuing party, i dont remember anything like that, i may have been drugged? The dreams started shortly after the voices started. they were wierd time travel, crazy dimensional dreams. i was abused by peers and had a rough family life as a kid. Its not fair that im the whipping boy for the sins of my oppressors. id ask all my bullies and quack doctors who crippled me to give me a billion dollars, but i doubt they would.