There have been hints. From my visions, the idea that the visions will go away. The last time I thought this was just before the Event hit me full force. I stopped taking my meds because I thought it all was going to go away. Funny story: at one point it sort of did, and I woke up alone alone. But with weirdness. Turns out it was a practical joke. My thoughts twisted, as if wrapped around a sort of horror, though it stopped short of really being horrible. I also felt like I only had half a mind (turns out the visions were merely shunted off, that they were just out of the way, and not gone). So I called out, in my mind, and the angel Gabriel, Joan of Arc, and Michael the archangel show up. Michael shouts, “Pornography has twisted your mind!” A couple times, couldn’t “get” what he was saying immediately. Heh. Then I realized that they were a funnin’ me. Yes, angels have a sense of humor.
So right now, there is the idea that I will be “whole” again, and not split in twain (the “schism” in “schizophrenia”). That I may be sewn back up, and not leak into the astral plain. This time, the people in my visions advise not to get off my meds until several days after I appear to myself to be completely healed. I also when I get off those meds break my allergy/cold medication addiction. Yeah, it’s a small thing, but God is a God of small things. Like sparrowfall. Stay tuned, true believers.
