After coming forward in order to meet a deadline for a research, after laying countless breadcrumbs , someone finally took me seriously. Or serious enough to think I was in need of mental treatment. The same day the research study was announced I was detained by federal authorities and deemed a suspected terrorist. An escort of agents took me via ambulance to Upper Chesapeake; to the fifth floor that is kept hidden.
There they questioned me for hours about my beliefs and knowledge, and I tactfully answered every one. They remarked one how my intelligence was intimidating to them, and after numerous tests found only a hyper active brain. I kindly explained to them this was a side effect of chronosthesia, the mental condition characterized by non-linear perception. I made it clear from the very beginning I was not a threat and was against all medical advice. I should have been released, but I wasn’t. I had to prove my sanity by conforming to the rules of the fifth floor, taking all prescribed medication regardless of patient rights, sharing in groups, finding a constructive outlet while being isolated, and eating all meals like a timed and watched exam.
On the fifth floor is where they kept the crazies. People who have done drugs or were suicidal or mentally unstable. They experimented with various medicines and treatments to bring them to a level of conformity that they could function in the real world.
Not everyone is born synchronized with everybody else. Some, through life and experiences begin to lose this coherence–and medicine attempts to modify your subconscious activity so that you can at least relate to the empirical reality—THIS reality that you all have chosen together. And now people want to de synchronize.
This goes beyond all rules and regulations, but because this reality is on the verge of being undone by The Greatest Paradox–we felt we will first attempt to repair/redirect the temporal disturbance before “unplugging” those who wish to desynchronize.