Strawberries before bedtime
The oddest things keep happening to me. The sort of things which in the past have had psychiatrists offering me more meds. Had psychologists and psychotherapists nodding and saying things like "do go on", whenever I've mentioned them.
The other day I wander into Manchester to met a friend. My mind wanders and by the time we meet I'm convinced I'm actually with Princess Irulan Corrino. A load of little things, nothing major. Nothing I'd consider relevant in polite conversation. Nothing I'd mention for fear of censure. Just normal "schizophrenic" voices in my mind sort of stuff. The kind of stuff I keep hidden as it flies in the face of what I once described as reality.
Then today I'm playing a MMOG called Eve. Spent an hour spent jumping through Stargates in my pod to get to my corporation's base in low-sec space. Against the odds I arrived intact. Spent a while spending ISK, whilst discussing strategies and the benefits of various loadouts for my new Cruiser. When I was done I headed off back to high-sec space where I make most of my money. Three jumps in and my phone rang. Just as I got warp-scrambled. It was Princess Irulan asking me out on a date. Before I could consolidate all the sensory data my pod was vaporized. By a player called Sardaukar.
I don't believe in coincidence.
I've got my son talking to me in the voice of Leto Atredies. "Father", he says to me, "I go forward - I go back". He speaks of a Golden Path, a new age of mankind which is just around the corner. I don't dare disagree. I just worry about what it means for you.