Minor delusions: with insight.
- Stockhausen, and especially his grandiose opera Licht, opened the way for my arrival as savior of this world. Stockhausen, my precursor.
- captain beefheart’s mustache intertwined with my brain neurons, getting bigger and smaller according to the music I listen to.
- I am all persons.
Major delusions: without insight. Dream like.
- TV says what I think.
- TV sees me.
- TV is flirting with me.
- crazy coincidences, glitches in the matrix.