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This guy was not so much a person, but a symbol living a symbolic life. The mundane could be made extraordinary by symbolism. Through all this there was much thinking. However it was not of the analytical type found here as retrospective, but analysis based on what I knew at the time, and so I pretty much winged it. Everything became symbolic: people, every kind of object, and most things I encountered. This was the transcendence of time and place. Things as symbols could be eternal, and could be whatever I wanted them to be. Rather than reality defining me, as the pottery shop made me an artist, I now defined reality and made it what I wanted. I built a pottery shop and made it a work of art, as well as many other things.

The symbolism was developed from my drawing and the study of European art, as a means of interpreting the world. In the state I was in I noticed language unconscious to myself and most people. It was languages of body movement, object placement, color codes, hierarchical order, position, numerical meaning and others. By interpreting the world symbolically, any individual or object I encountered could be of any time and place, and be of meaning I would give, subject to change at any time.

My excursions around the city were very important to me. Early in this episode, one day coming home up the hill, I discovered a nasty mess of glass and crap on the steps outside my window. I took it as a personal message meant for me. It was my first experience with paranoia. I stayed inside for three days, too afraid to go out and learned a valuable lesson from it.

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