I am, emphatically. Mental illness triggered by xperimental error.
The human world is made of stories, not people.
Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.
I have always preferred maps to books. They don't answer you back.
I believe there is another world waiting for us. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there.
So little is actually worthy of belief or disbelief. Better to strive to coexist than seek to disapprove . . .