“…Most times it was fantastic to look at the world from inside my head. It’s not just vivid, it’s beyond words, beautiful, interconnected, patterns inside patterns – warping into themselves and coming out anew. I don’t always know what it all means, but, sure, the view is glorious!

I knew what I saw, but it was impossible to make it come out in an intelligible form. What was even more confusing was that, whenever I focused on the picture to see details, it would start to open on its own like a fast forward film of how a flower blooms, flooding me with more details, connections and positions which I was unable to stop, freeze, or slow down so I could explore or name.

So, quite early, I learned to shut up and keep my craziness to myself…”