One night, I saw the moon. As beautiful as it was, it started to whisper dark thoughts. <br><br>It whispered "the Earth is hungry, it's heart throbs and demands a cleansing. The Earth is also thirsty and soon it will feast. Today, it happens. Today is the day the madness builds to." <br><br>Before I stepped out the door, I stopped myself, saw that I was armed with an MP5, a backpack full of ammo and explosives and some sort of silicone kevlar body armour. If I didn't stop myself, who knew what would've happened? <br><br>I got rid of the gear, hid it somewhere safe. I went outside, saw the moon and I asked myself this: Was the moon demanding me I go Postal for its desires? <br><br>Nothing changed after that. No whispers, no weapons in hand, notthing. It took me a while to look up the night sky after that.,(reply>), @Desimere right.,(reply>), @St. PaddyMad! mhmh, i take it brain scans and psychiatrists are too expensive? They're too expensive for me. Your case shows pretty well why healthcare should be accessible for everyone.,(reply>), @Desimere then perpahs, something caused it, I dunno what.,(reply>), @St. PaddyMad! no, i said perhaps :D <br>This is not a normal thing to just develop naturally, but i don't know what the reason could be,(reply>), @Desimere you sure?