Considering that this is 'my real reality' these days, I must confess that the horticultural experiments I subject myself to actually have become my meds these days!
I'd also like to thank Dr. Timothy Leary and Doctor Albert Hoffman for assistance in decorating my own internal mind-scape that created this insanity and Dr. Tom Leher for furnishing my impressionable young mind with such songs as 'The Old Dope Peddler' and 'The Vatican Rag' with materials which distorted it into being able to produce HRH The Lucky Lucy herself, and you can't say that 'The Lucky' is not a title well earned, eh? You don't generally get to be the Empress of Eight Universes by just being immortal, you know?