I have bout of paranoid obsessions dipped in religious delusions.
Mine ain't Xtians though, my Mother thought well of feeding me half-understood Norse Pagan myths (we're Normans).
I am more and more convinced we're on the eve of Fimbulvetr, and Ragnarök is upon us.
I'm not "rationally" convinced.
I'm an atheist, and I don't believe.
But I have schizotypal tendancies, and persistant paranoïd delusions, often religiously themed, are par for the course.
It's ... "Fun".


















