Future Patient next World

[Crazy-Machine: hyper-psychic event modulation made possible
through exploration of alternate reality as experienced by alternating
personality construct.]

I am Captain Omen and I have explored External Pellucidoor by
punctuating the torpid state of my dismal mind by flinging it unto the
raging sea. I sailed it alone in my bathtub. Guiding my craft from
collision with objects by a shampoo bottle I shot the crest of waves
200 feet high and plummeted to fall --barely able to see through the
film on my goggles. "Where is Delilah?" --the middle-aged women who
takes care of physical needs when I'm not found hiding in the closet or
sniffing a shoe-box.

She was not behind me or ahead of me. No answer but the wind
howling at 100 miles an hour. A wall of water opens into a crashing
void and I expect to disappear within. I am joined in my tub by my
passenger Professor Agonies.

"Now open your mouth Mr. Omen so that I can put this pill inside."

"No pills! --And I am Captain Omen."

"But Captain Omen surely you can see that you need to take your
medication or you shall perish; from humiliation if nothing else.
Suppose your journey; --your fugue state ends in a ballroom or library
peopled by ordinary folk. What shall they think with you in your
Speedos and goggles?"

"My dear Professor. Ordinary people don't inhabit ballrooms or
libraries. They are on the Internet or watching television or shopping,
or eating greasy dinners and sugary desserts anywhere and
everywhere. Ordinary people will think nothing; they will make a face
and say "Uhhh..."" I fart for effect.