Schizophrenia With Robyn

By Igor Lenik

Book about everyday live of ours focusing on the very hidden purpose of our presence within aspects beyond imagination... mostly schiza...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jan 1, 2016
• ISBN: 9781329799738

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Schizophrenia With Robyn

Schizophrenia With Robyn

Foreword

Long time was I thinkin’, long time was I… thinking… what to write exactly about, years have passed and I still didn’t know… until that time of Christmas has come...

Since that, time has passed and a new type of consideration focused on the daily life was somehow built… as from the basic idea of a new world, so in the perception anything was seen and now a world based only on what is, is…

How thou… to continue… so many thoughts, so much to tell… yet nothing specific coming to the mind of thee yet…

Simple as it is, so obvious it might then seem, even though as little to describe, as the past so complicated never was… only some… some of those… words… still remain solid, as the future so bright as it offers itself denies the most obvious – the reason it all started that day…

…that day, when I was told all the glorifying, so persuasive… was sometimes, to be honest – blinding, yet never approached directly, never justified to attract the crowd, never intended to be one with thee… with that day, it all started. Maybe it was the eight ones, maybe it was those two (years)… when the shaped and the seen was so… foretold… so seen that way… that undeniable… presence of something, unable to be described, revealed… basically just saying it’s there… waiting to be told… waiting for the specific bound to merge with the writing skill of mine to finally get to the point why I am trying to tell the story, and more importantly why am I. As you might have not noticed the little directive mistake in the previous sentence, maybe pointing out that I have, from a certain point of view a state of mind called schizophrenia. And as much was it unintended, so daring it always is. Simple mistake, yet pointing directly the focus on the story further…

To say in short what the book is going to be about… it focuses on the split personality of mine, or personalities maybe… so many of us in this world… :D. Or at least so I’m told by one of them bold... as it isn’t so in every way, as with certain types of maintained and observed behavior, the subject may gain lots of new sets of previously unseen skills and behavior advantages, as well as disadvantages and obstacles in the way… long story short this book will be mainly consisting of a story, to me, full of the aspect of mind’s potential, considering also telepathy and then everything connected to it, more or less directly, as some connection links are basically or not… connected, as I can’t really make up my mind yet, as the truth can’t really be defined in definite. Defined by an aspect beyond understanding, an aspect consisting of logic, but missing some parts, as the whole puzzle is but a piece in a puzzle, a bit of the same size… not bigger, as the logic might further more dictate… maybe smaller thou…

Not to discourage the average reader, from going further… but as the flower need to gain its beauty so will this discussion have to.

I really don’t know what to write about, but something keeps telling me this is the right way and an approach undergone.

All of this started eight years ago, with some sort of books I’ll rather not tell more about them origins, as they more or less might seem repulsive to some, and that is a bit unwanted, as prejudice is also some kind of an prejudice in this prejudice of mine...

CHAPTER ONE

THE END OF THEE

What most of us are interested in, taken by and bound to willingly is the sense to sense, to sense something undefined by the known senses, a presence of a presence of something so obvious in some moments, yet so hidden in them, that without certain types of corresponding behavior them knowledge about them is impossible then to be responded to…

Simple pleasures… complicated ways, obvious origins… and not so spectacular them correspondences. What to but judge them by… by them single-minded shapes and discouraging patterning them by, them sole numbers defining them sequences?

To spit out the truth… to stop postponing… to stick to the point… to not perpetrate the coming end of all. End but not meant to happen, as the, what it definition tells me is nothing but an empty phrase further more just simplifying the opposite of all… the opposite of the opposite side… maybe not making so much sense so far to many… but in time and in the smoke the truth of the centuries lies still…

To gain deeper understanding of this big story, certain aspects of understanding as it is, must be undertaken…  first one probably the most defining is the one saying that none as it is as it fully looks alike… yes alike and not like, as it is the first cornerstone of our marriage… yes… marriage… the one and only sharpen one by the infinite and solely undermined relationship we have so far… the one and only relation that there is in between everything… a relation… a simple relationship in between us two… us three and of course the one that is there for fun…

…having digested it so quickly and so forth and so forth, a simple idea once again enters the premises… an idea as in that one movie… going deeper and deeper… ending in a turbulent violent behavior saying not much, only that its presence was inadequate…

To bow to the Gods, to justify the means of being… to mark it with the sensor… what more there is to… once again perpetrate the origins of the world... to unravel the mystery… to basically get beyond that point of all the understanding of the universe…

The story is simple… as with the few forewords, it is slowly leading you on a path of glory. Why glory, some might ask. Well why not, some would answer. To me the answer is obvious… because it happened to be so, although going against most of the understandings of time of today, mostly to our precious school lesson about grammar logic… as how can you pre-tell something that you even haven’t intended to do so… To a schizophrenic guy like me, it’s something like everyday life of a bug… not interesting, not through-breaking, but in a special way of an approach