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Ghost Stories Fed My Mind at an Early Age When I first entered the high school after elementary school, I spent a good amount of time in grades seven and eight reading ghost stories from the school library. What ever literature I could get my hands on related to the paranormal, I read. From stories of the Flying Dutchman to the Bermuda Triangle I searched them out. When I read what the library had to offer I turned to the scholastic book club to feed my inquisitive mind on the subject. Later in my early twenties when I experienced certain phenomena related to my apparitions/hallucinations, I found that my choice of reading material was not in vain. The material I had read helped me cope and deal in my mind for a while. Not understanding very much about the metaphysical at this time, I slowly drew away from my limited pear structure, from lack of any open conversation related to the subject that would help me understand my experiences. My situation did in effect deteriorate and I ended up entering psychiatry for the first time. When I spoke my mind about the ghostly subject matter of the metaphysical, I was deemed psychotic and needed treatment for schizophrenia. At this early stage as a young adult in psychiatry I found that the medical personal treating me gave me no counseling in relation to my state of mind. I spoke, they listened and administered what they felt as appropriate drug treatment. I ended up a walking zombie clinging on to fractured sanity over my paranormal type experiences, just like I had read about in high school. It took me three years to rebuild my life where I held down a job while medicated, and not so much a walking zombie.

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Shaman Child or Early Schizophrenia It was the mid seventies when I was a teenager, growing up in the suburbs of Montreal. On one particular summer day I was knocking around with two school buddies when we decided to go over to one of their homes to smoke some marijuana we had, like we did to pass the time. My buddy's mother was well traveled and had ordiments from around the world. Brass trinkets were abundant in the apartment, and it made for a comfortable setting. Within time of arriving at the apartment we were seated at the card table in the living room and the other buddy was rolling a joint and we willinglg commenced smoking together. The joint soon became a roach and we sat at the table musing to our selves. I started to feel uncomfortable with an elevated body temperature, within a bit I felt like I was going to be sick to my stomach. I raised from my chair at the table and my head cocked back where I vomited a purple flame out of my mouth which retracted back down my throat with the same force that brought it out. My two buddies were held in awe and were calling me a freak, I told them I did not feel good as I proceeded walking to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom I layout my over heated body down on the cool ceramic tiles of the floor where I passed out for a while. In time I got up and returned to my friends at the table and nothing much more was said about the matter which I experienced. It was not until later in life when I went through other experiences did I put much relevance to the matter that occurred in the apartment that day. For my two buddies did not talk to me about the incident they witnessed with me, I guess they had there time to talk about it while I was past out on the bathroom floor. One psychiatrist that treated me said that I had a bleeding ulcer at the time and the coagulated blood made it go back down my throat, when I told him about the event. To me it was just a lame excuse not to accept the paranormal and just treat me like a person with schizophrenia.

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Trying to relate the schizophrenia issue is very complex, every individual that is given the diagnoses from experiencing their own apparitions/hallucinations, see things in their own way. What I found was, how many coincidences are you allowed before things become more of a pattern. From my own characteristic and acts of eccentric delusion, to the pattern of my second sight for apparitions/hallucinations as I call it.
The medication never really stopped me seeing things that others could not, I witnessed many a strange occurrence on or off medication.. Like in the boxing ring and seeing stars after a hard punch to the head,sometimes I see these stars naturally. Then again my cat seemed to acknowledge something I saw by turning and looking in the direction of a glowing soft blue light in mid air that I was witnessing.
I have had or read about what a psychiatrist calls a mass hallucination (Where more than one person witnesses something) on several occasions. It is like I am a self created magnet for a subject matter that is hard for people to relate to. This subject matter can turn you eccentric, this is where a schizophrenia diagnoses comes in when an individual turns too eccentric. The trick of it all is keeping the Shaman eccentricity to a mediocre complacency as not to create bad vibes around the people one socialises and works with. Apparitions/hallucinations can be used positively through the creative arts and hobbies. Keeping your mind in a healthy learning state and flexing the muscle that it is, leads one to learning the positive aspects of the schizophrenia issue to control delusion and produce effectively somehow and not be a total burden to the state due to mental health.