Just thought to look up if there was a gonzo subreddit. On one hand, I'm glad such a place exists. You're all damn good people. But, I'm also disappointed. I've always interpreted gonzo to be a style involving the embrace of the subjective over any attempt to depict the objective, and that anyone was allowed to dabble in such art. It seems this space is dedicated pretty much to the good doctor and that which is directly connected to him. Good, there needs to be such a space. Yet, I had been hoping to get some solid feedback on how well I present a subjective experience of mine.

I'm schizoaffective, and a fateful acid trip sent me on a six year psychotic break. I personally call it a spiritual odyssey. For six long years, I thought that the CIA was training me to complete a mission, that aliens were guiding me to save the planet, and that God Herself was leading me with an endless series of burning bushes. Synchronicities were abundant, and because I trusted them, I joined a cult, then escaped to become homeless for three years, during which I tried to form a cult of my own, which earned me a fun little visit from the FBI. That broke the spell, and now a year and a half down the line I'm trying to write a book about it by telling the reader exactly what was going through my head to make me walk down such a bizarre road.

I wanted to show you a chapter when I was homeless in Portland, in which I had been up for four days at the orders of the CIA and experiencing terrible hallucinations. I saw shadow people, spectres of unbridled doom, and then an eldritch abomination, the likes of which H. P. Lovecraft only wishes he could sum up on paper. I think I did a bang up job on it, and wanted you to be entertained with it as well.

If that's allowed in this space, I'll be fast as a jackrabbit bringing it here. If not, then so be it. Worse things have happened. Either way, I subscribed to your fine institution, and I hope to be regaled with content I find most interesting. Thank you for being so kind as to read this message in a bottle that I'm sending out on the electronic ocean. I hope this won't be the last.

PS: I write with the voice of Johnny Depp playing Raoul Duke in my head. I hate my voice, but my words sound so good when my muse sings them in that dignified tone we probably know all too well.