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Paranoid and Delusional Walks On a Sheet of Paper: Bipolar Disorder

I’m yelling at an empty room, having paused for a few minutes from communicating telepathically with several beautiful young women in the food court. God speaks through me, explaining that midnight is the judgment hour.

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Bipolar Disorder: Reins of Wild Horses

Before 1986 I used to crack up regularly, sometimes as often as once a year.

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