Psychosis sets in after a year in Halifax and drives me full-circle back to Parkdale
The setup: I was the target of an elite game of capture or kill the civilian ( I was the civilian)
It was telepathic, technological, and mesmeric. Soon it was an all-day every-day ordeal that lasted 9 months.
I process it now as a subconscious / shadow / animus integration and smartening up (though who knows it could well be real or realish)
Astral Gamer was conceived
Many things were lost. Many things were gained

