Lol sorry.. Just the pregabalin.. and benzo..

Do I have to be smart? I don't want help anymore! I don't want people to care about meee... I want to be.. just like machines (Eventually), conscious beings, becoming objects and traveling through dimensions that I can't even comprehend - Gore, explosions, melting, pain, sickness. Of course, there will be beautify, wonder, joy, amazement.. But I feel like I can't get to truth (As no one else sees it) - It doesn't matter anyways..

Yes, the fast food, poor migrant mother in Detroit. I get obese like everyone else. It happens.

My mind is processing. But I will prove you all wrong.. about how sane I will be.. (No jk - I know you're all innocent, and have been through hell..)

We don't want more hell - But some people enjoy it. There's deep horrors. Jordan Peterson (For example), examined the most horrific things, for 30 years.

And the podcasts, constantly... just listening to people talk - My mind gathers like nodes or 1's and 0's in a computer;

"Compute, compute, eerrrzeeeherrrreeerrreeeee"