Am I someone else?

[drshok]

I read my horoscope. Suprisingly, I believed not what it said. Unsurprisingly, he
ignored everything advised and sauntered unsteadily under a...! My eyes could no
longer believe in the black visions which haunted my crystal pyramid. These horrible
dark delusions are begining in slow motion. Am I falling or am I flying? Dreams can
bring death or insight. I fear losing control of my mind.
Bananas are pretending, yet I don't like how unripe we are becoming.
Still, the urge (how long must they keep taunting me before I either go face the
Bannanas, whose nasty remnants continue to remind me of mother), remains