at the supermarket tonight.
ts hard to write about it without being embarrassing,
the simplest way is to cut to the chase which is that i am back on board with where i left the Horsham Clinic in Ambler PA which had to be July of 21 because there were fireworks. I was sane. I was off Clozaril because my doctor suddenly discontinued it without explanation. I had just had the mole taken off my face. That was at the end of June. They sent me home and, as i remember they once again disconinued both my clizaril AND the new med they had given me, Safras. Crazy. This was Crazy. Crazy and dangerous.
i was posting wildly on my blog and getting myself into trouble.
then i had the ALIEN encounter whic i am going to have to sit back and take a long hard look at. I dont want to be responsible for this. But i know what i saw and it was not a delusuon or a hallucunation. In 40 years of pschiatric treatment and 61 years of life i have never seen or done anything like that. I think rhat it may be coverwd in the blog but im not sure. I am fairly sure that my father was following me in here borh visually and soubd wise and he may have recorded the whole rhing. As i have said before.
Un.Bon.Mot 