Hi, my name's Victoria Phoenix. I'm a schizoaffective performance artist that had a six-year psychotic break where I believed the CIA was training me to be a "messiah candidate." That will take a while to explain, but during this period I was homeless in my hometown of Syracuse. Because I thought I had to become infamous to effectively create a honeypot, I did a lot of insane shit while I was there. Because I'm on the final draft of a book that explains my crazy story, I'm curious how many people might want to read such a story. I'm a better writer than a juggler, so if you remember that insane homeless juggler that carried around a pink penguin plushie, or you recall seeing one of the videos of me that went viral, you might enjoy reading it when I'm finished. It has a good message about unconditional love. For now though, I wanted to share the chapter where I gloss over some stuff I did while I was still in Syracuse, to see how sticky my memetic magick really was. That said, I hope everyone's having a good day, and I wish you all well. Cheers!

https://docs.google.com/document/d/12qsvGRujwMQxrMLybx_lbLS0qXI3dxUHaTEw2uYzJ38/edit?usp=drivesdk