A Da Crow Production
HOSPITAL BAHAGIA, TG RAMBUTAN - PERAK
CASE NUMBER: 19-0384-R
PATIENT: RAMANITHAREN TANGGARAJU
DATE: 15-06-2011
TIME: 12:33PM
ASSESSED BY: DR. VISHNU
Okay, let me just check that the tape recorder is on... And let's slide the microphone a little closer... That looks good. Alright, we can begin. Please state your name and age.
Ramanitharen.. Ta..Ta..Tanggaraju... 33.. No...27
Thank you. Mr. Ram, do you know why you're here?
Yes. This is a sanity hearing. You want to determine if I'm mentally fit to continue with my life. I am, you know.
Well, why don't you let us decide that.
I no longer believe God instructed me to create and write false information in order to usher in a golden age of love and understanding that heals the hearts and minds of people everywhere.
And why do you no longer believe that?
Because those were my instructions during my dark period. Now that I see the light at the end of the tunnel, i just want to stick with the current writing style and hold on to my Silver Tinted Ray Ban.
I see. Mr. Ram, do you understand how personalized instructions from God could be symptomatic of a serious mental illness?
No, not really. This is just to persuade myself to write more hysterically. It's not like God wants me to be the Prime Minister or something. Can I go home now?
No.. I'd like to continue our conversation regarding...
The food here sucks.
Okay, well, I'm sorry about that but --
Can you get me a double bacon cheese burger, cooked well of course, with cajun fries on the side?
No. Mr. Ram, do you know why you're here, in a state mental health facility?
Because my blogs haven't been very good lately?
No.
Because I believe that my life is an infinitesimally small expression of something beyond words, beyond thought? That the ultimate reality, the only reality, is an inexpressible stasis from which all else flows? That you and I are just brief flickers of light in God's dream?
Uh...Um... No.
Then I'm stumped... You're not upset about the brief flicker of light comment, are ya? It's a compliment in a pantheistic, cosmotheistic sort of way.
You are here because you took off your clothes, dipped yourself in honey and gold glitter, and went running down Bukit Bintang yelling, "Look at me! I'm a Golden Statue of Hanuman!
Oh. Well... the food here still sucks.
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