Seizure Entropy again and Alley Twistor Theory

So I had a seizure downtown and so I peed first at the coffee house and placed all my stuff in my backpack pending some indian thieves. I followed the rules. Hyperventilate is, i think, so I have oxygen in my blood to live a bit longer when I stop breathing. So next friday again with new meds for this. Now I am fucking depressed but shall I let that sentiment bother me…fuck no. I am gonna continue with the twistor string until the police come stop me and shoot me in the head. or something like that.