A man spiraling through paranoia, confession, and social critique. He talks about being “set up,” grappling with schizophrenia (which he reframes as “genius”), and living with lifelong paranoia. He speaks with anger about how society treats those with mental illness, describing the cruelty he witnesses toward others on the street. His words jump between personal torment, visions of conspiracy (masks, “gang stalking,” hidden camps), and raw compassion—he insists he’d give away his last dollar or bag of tobacco to help someone else. He rails against systemic failures, remembering the closure of mental health hospitals and how people with severe schizophrenia are left unsheltered.
His stream of thought shifts rapidly, from condemning rape and abuse to cosmic paranoia about aliens, to practical ideas like distributing rolling tobacco to calm nerves. The interview closes with defiance and exhaustion—an insistence that he’s both tormented and protective, “an evil angel with love.” It’s a fragmented but revealing glimpse of life on the streets, where delusion and truth collide.
