Schizophrenia Support - My brain has been stolen.

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My brain has been stolen.

Random_Cig

2004-12-30, 4:06 am

My brain has been stolen by the doctors and their snake oils. I finally
got out of the hospital today and came home and ate a meal and slept
until about half an hour ago. I have been catching up on posts and it
looks like Daniel got out of the hospital also because there are
thousands of posts with his name on them.

I was going to be released on Christmas Eve, but then I made a joke
about how I was going to kill my family and put their heads under the
Christmas tree and so my release was cancelled and I spent the holiday
in the hospital. Lola came to see me that afternoon and she brought her
friend Stephanie. They spent an hour or so talking to me in the dayroom
and it was nice to have visitors. My family did not come because the
doctors thought it might be better if they stayed away. It was only
after I explained that I was joking about killing them that they
relaxed. I am not angry anymore. In fact, I am nothing at all. I am
flat. Dead. Stripped bare and found to be missing one brain, sized 12,
reward offered for its safe return.

Ahh, hood. I will not say if we ran off to be married as suggested by
our resident troll, but I will say that I dreamed of her most every
night and that the sex was delicious! I took her in every conceivable
manner and will not be forwarding the photos to lee hanjeong. Suffice
it to say that she was incredible! A lover of the highest calibre! An
expert of the Kama Sutra and a woman of great sexual appetite! She kept
me comforted during my visit to the inpatient facility and made my stay
more tolerable.

The effects of hospitalization has taken its toll on my body. The meds
and the heavy food combined with a lack of brain or exercise program
have left my muscles soft and atrophied. I must immediately begin my
old routine of pushups, situps, and pullups to get my body back into
proper condition. I must also tend to some of my herding duties sans
use of a steed so that I might get some running into the mix. Hospitals
are not conducive to keeping one's body at peak condition, but I think
they do it on purpose. They fill you with drugs and heavy foods so that
you are a docile, compliant, patient. Realizing my ambitions might
prove difficult, however, because all I want to do is sleep. A side
effect of the poisons they have me on, I suppose. The bastards!

I may take it easy for the next few days and wait until the new year
arrives before attempting any serious activity. Under the influence of
the psychiatrist's poisons and lacking a brain, it might be for the best
if I wait a few days to find my rythym. Then I might hitch down to
Mexico and find an old witch doctor who can hook me up with some peyote.

Hello alt.support.schizophrenia! It is nice to be back! I am going to
bed now. I'll post again when I next awaken.
--
Random Cig

2004-12-30, 11:06 am

What you say, Random Cig, is strong and pleasant. Have you ever thought
of taking up story telling? Enjoy your peyote. I look forward to
seeing you in print here more often on alt.support.schizophrenia. Take
care and Happy New Year!! John

Random_Cig

2004-12-30, 7:06 pm

"JR" <JohnRClark@gmail.com> wrote:

> What you say, Random Cig, is strong and pleasant. Have you ever thought
> of taking up story telling? Enjoy your peyote. I look forward to
> seeing you in print here more often on alt.support.schizophrenia. Take
> care and Happy New Year!! John
>

Thank you JR. Years ago, just for kicks, some of the fellas that help
work our ranch and I would camp out, make a fire, and cook steaks and
beans in cast iron skillets over the fire. We'd sit and tell stories
just like old cowboys in the 1800's. That was fun. Now all those men
have families and obligations and big screen TVs to go home to. Sitting
around the fire telling stories has lost it's appeal.

If I try to hitch to Mexico, the state police pick me up before I ever
get to the border. I'll get locked up in the looney bin for a long
time. I better stay put for awhile.

You have a good new year too.
--
Random Cig

Hood

2004-12-30, 10:06 pm

"Random_Cig" <random_cig@rjrt.com> wrote in message
news:random_cig-C8E9EB.03553830122004@localhost...
> My brain has been stolen by the doctors and their snake oils. I finally
> got out of the hospital today and came home and ate a meal and slept
> until about half an hour ago. I have been catching up on posts and it
> looks like Daniel got out of the hospital also because there are
> thousands of posts with his name on them.
>
> I was going to be released on Christmas Eve, but then I made a joke
> about how I was going to kill my family and put their heads under the
> Christmas tree and so my release was cancelled and I spent the holiday
> in the hospital. Lola came to see me that afternoon and she brought her
> friend Stephanie. They spent an hour or so talking to me in the dayroom
> and it was nice to have visitors. My family did not come because the
> doctors thought it might be better if they stayed away. It was only
> after I explained that I was joking about killing them that they
> relaxed. I am not angry anymore. In fact, I am nothing at all. I am
> flat. Dead. Stripped bare and found to be missing one brain, sized 12,
> reward offered for its safe return.
>
> Ahh, hood. I will not say if we ran off to be married as suggested by
> our resident troll, but I will say that I dreamed of her most every
> night and that the sex was delicious! I took her in every conceivable
> manner and will not be forwarding the photos to lee hanjeong. Suffice
> it to say that she was incredible! A lover of the highest calibre! An
> expert of the Kama Sutra and a woman of great sexual appetite! She kept
> me comforted during my visit to the inpatient facility and made my stay
> more tolerable.
>
> The effects of hospitalization has taken its toll on my body. The meds
> and the heavy food combined with a lack of brain or exercise program
> have left my muscles soft and atrophied. I must immediately begin my
> old routine of pushups, situps, and pullups to get my body back into
> proper condition. I must also tend to some of my herding duties sans
> use of a steed so that I might get some running into the mix. Hospitals
> are not conducive to keeping one's body at peak condition, but I think
> they do it on purpose. They fill you with drugs and heavy foods so that
> you are a docile, compliant, patient. Realizing my ambitions might
> prove difficult, however, because all I want to do is sleep. A side
> effect of the poisons they have me on, I suppose. The bastards!
>
> I may take it easy for the next few days and wait until the new year
> arrives before attempting any serious activity. Under the influence of
> the psychiatrist's poisons and lacking a brain, it might be for the best
> if I wait a few days to find my rythym. Then I might hitch down to
> Mexico and find an old witch doctor who can hook me up with some peyote.
>
> Hello alt.support.schizophrenia! It is nice to be back! I am going to
> bed now. I'll post again when I next awaken.
> --
> Random Cig

Glad you are back Random Cig - I know the feeling of having no brain due to
medication, and I do feel for you because I know you are very creative and
imaginative.

I wonder how much of a joke all this anger against your parents was/is
though? The message you wrote before you left was not full of love and
peace either!!! ;)

Good luck in coming to terms with it all.

Michelle

Random_Cig

2004-12-31, 2:06 am

"Hood" <hood@nospam.com> wrote:

> Glad you are back Random Cig - I know the feeling of having no brain due to
> medication, and I do feel for you because I know you are very creative and
> imaginative.
>
> I wonder how much of a joke all this anger against your parents was/is
> though? The message you wrote before you left was not full of love and
> peace either!!! ;)
>
> Good luck in coming to terms with it all.
>
> Michelle
>
>

Hi Michelle. My anger was directed at my mother as she was the one who
threatened to have me forcibly committed. My father has been dead many
years. I should never have gone to California and performed in those
movies and taken the drugs that I did. It was a bad move. It altered
me. Altered States. Total mind XXXX. Mainlining. Slangin' dick for
pay. Bad idea.

When I got back I couldn't handle it. Messed me up. My mind just kept
wanting to completely go for a ride. I had violent images haunting me.
I was choking my mother with my cock. I would buttXXXX her and then
strangle her. Very violent. I still had those drugs in my system. I
was in a downward spiral. I needed help.

More than anything, I needed a safe place to get the coke and heroin and
other stuff out of my system. Now that I have come down and the drugs
are gone, I feel okay. No more violent images. I have never been a
violent person. I'm more of a good karma cowboy anyway.

Now all I have to do is find a way to keep the doctor's poisons out of
my system. I can feel the way the poison is affecting my body. The
human body reacts to sz meds the way it reacts to chemotherapy. My body
is what ties me to this realm. The Christian prophet Jesus said that
the body is a temple. Sz meds cannot be allowed to defile my temple. I
will not pollute this body with drugs licit or otherwise again. I was
not allowed cigarettes or caffiene while at the hospital. It was very
austere.

Now they have me on their poisons and my cock wont work. The bastards!
I spent many nights sharing a bed with you while there, though.
Sometimes I loved you gently and tenderly. Other times I was rough and
demanding. It was best when I took you doggy-style and spanked you on
your delicious XXX. As I write this, I can tell my mind wants an
erection, but my body will not comply. It's the poison. You could put
my cock on a platter with sauerkraut and serve it at a German restaurant.
--
Random Cig