I've taken a lot of hallucinogens and I've somehow managed to convince myself that I should write about myself and just life in general and about how objects emerge from without...? But, then, what am I? Am I Shakespeare, is Shakespeare just a breed off of you? Certainly, a mild form of autism appears to be the case, but you are a star, right, Ally...?!? Allllllyyyyyy....?! Someone shall help the miss...?