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Schizophrenic Journey
The Book of Victor
By: James Osowski
Osowski Publications
@www.to-the-top.biz
o August 2013 ©James Osowski 3rd Edition o Lulu Publications & Osowski Publications o 1st Edition 2009 & 2nd Edition 2011 o 2nd Edition Lulu Publications 2011 o 1th Edition Osowski Publications 2013
2013 all Rights Reserved Copyright © James J T Osowski
This work may not be copied, reproduced in any fashion
without “Expressed Permission” from Osowski Publications.
ISBN 13: 978-0-578-13611-0
Dedicated for:
Mom & Dad
Too: You!
In appreciation of
Being up before dawn
Crisp crunch of the snow
Beneath my feet
Making firewood the crack and split-ting
I bring the warmth to our family
Even in disjointedness, there are joys
To say the least,
My spiritual battles are
Entertaining
To say it best.
Connectedness with the loves
Of our life
Admiration from a loving family
The bright smile of our eight year old
As he learns to catch the football
All these things and more
Bring me happiness
Driving to the store
A walk in the wilderness
The treasure of our thirty-year-old daughter
The mysteries of seventeen
And finding identity
And you!
Table of Contents
1. MY STRUGGLES WITH LIFE AND SCHIZOPHRENIA
I provide a brief overview of my life; my developmental years; the onslaught of my mental illness. I provide likely examples of my growing up experiences and allude to how this may have shaped how the Phantom; schizophrenia, first reared its ugly head.
2. THE TRUTH IS TOLD ...EATING MY WORDS...

 Preface
Why are there such a high percentage of America’s mental health patients incarcerated, misdiagnosed, and forever trapped by their mental torment? The answers are divergent, as complex as, say, there are various schizophrenics.
Schizophrenia sschiz·o·phre·ni·a
schiz·o·phre·ni·a [skìtsə frnee ə] n
1. p sychiatry psychiatric disorder affecting the coherence of the personality: a severe psychiatric disorder with symptoms of emotional instability, detachment from reality, often with delusions and hallucinations, and withdrawal into the self
2. o ffensive term: an offensive term for contradictory or conflicting attitudes, behavior, or qualities [Early 20th century. Coined from schizo- + Greek phrēn “mind” (see phreno-).
3. ]Encarta ® World English Dictionary © & (P) 1998-2004 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved.
shows itself in a person’s life in a way that is indicative of their life’s experiences. My experiences of a deep spiritual upbringing colored my mental torment in the form of a spiritual nature, a world of spirits distorted and disjointing me from the world and reality. Here in the Book are my stories of how spirits controlled my thoughts, my behaviors and me and how medication and good relationships has helped me overcome its effects.
I start with my stories, stories of how I developed, and how the mysteries of a “normal life” so eluded me, and how a chemical imbalance in the brain
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can determine how well we function. People with mental health problems are generally very complex intelligent individuals who simply need understanding and guidance. Within and between the lines of this book you will find yourself or the person you love; even the psycho you see on the street. There were aspects of my life that were very normal yet I was not functioning well. My life brought me the fruits of despair and mental torment. I intend that you should understand what makes us tick. We hope that you or a loved one might see a life of peace and contentment. I would also like to dispel all the bizarre misconceptions people in this country have about what schizophrenics are like…
I first had the notion to write a book as a teenager battling with life. Little did I know my entire journey thus far has been preordained to this end … this book? On the other hand, was this book my means of self-discovery? It is a mirror for schizophrenics and the people who love and want to help them. My story’s and my schizophrenia produced such outlandish imagining that was so real they took away my identity. I became lost in the shuffle of life and did not find anything like a life worth living until I found the proper medication because people began to take an interest in how I was doing.
My story is a mirror for anyone to see there is hope, and there are answers if you look; we can still be in one accord; even in the completion of this book. As you have journeyed through your life and read my book you may find many similarities, many of the same experiences may well serve as your answers to the riddles of your life. What are the keys to happiness? Read on and you may find your own key.
In the writing of this book, I have laughed cried and disparaged over its content or whether I could ever accomplish such a task.
Yet;
Here I am, in your hands. All the pain and suffering is counted as nothing compared to how much I wish for you or your loved one to be loved, understood, accepted, and transformed. You might be shocked by some of its content and what it says about me as a person, I do not propose I am anything like perfect; I still face the same battles you do every day. I simply tell my story.
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Schizophrenic Journey
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CONTENTS
INTRODUCTION
PREFACE
INTRODUCTION
Having been diagnosed as schizophrenic I experienced the Jesus Christ syndrome. I took on the guilt of the entire world. I took the blame, inside, for the weather, the earthquakes and plane crashes. Reading the book “It has been in me all along”, he was holding me responsible for the river of blood. Feeling that river of blood was (figuratively speaking) all the deaths of the unborn babies of this time; and were my entire fault. I spent years turning that power and responsibility back over to something or someone else.
It is a daily ritual spending hours in my chair listening to music, smoking cigarettes and fighting my way back to reality. It is more than enough for me to just deal with the sins I have committed, let alone everyone else s’ sins and all the mishaps that occur daily throughout the world. For years and even still, I could not even watch the news for fear I would go back into that forbidding place of omnipotent shame and guilt. Sometimes I felt so low about myself that I attempted to end it all by trying to take my own life. To this day, I remember how Victor convicted me about my suicidal thoughts and actions. He told me I had some mitigating Gaul to try to determine that I had the right to determine when I was to leave this world. 2
Over the years, I have also felt people knew I was a strange creation that indeed has powers over such things. I would and still sometimes feel people were sending me messages telepathically, that they wanted me dead. I deserved to die and cast into hell, eternally cut off from Victor.
For me, that would be pure hell, cast to a place all alone and cut off from people. Now that I am trying to live my life as I feel Victor, wants me to I have a lot less trouble realizing people are not sending me messages, not even through other Medias like radio or TV.
Yet today I still have trouble trying to determine good messages from bad messages. I still have trouble knowing when a person or media has a message that clearly needs to be adhered. Another major obstacle is that my mind constantly tells me “That is a sign!”, when I see things that to my mixed-up mind could somehow be a message or portend from Victor. They tell me I have a chemical imbalance in my brain that causes me to lose sight of and grip-on reality. I take three major anti-psychotic medications that are supposed to help eliminate these bad effects from this mental disorder. I refer to my problems, the bad voices as a Phantom Friend
“I hope you do not mind. In addition, my good voices as Victor so as not to offend anyone; these were my good voices though at times I could not tell the difference. As Webster’s puts it a phantom is something that exists but has no physical reality; a ghost”.
In my traverse, I have spoken to many such ghosts. Some friendly, some so abhorrent I would find it hard to put to words, as it only exists in my mind, “so they tell me.” In this book, I shall take you on some of the journeys that trapped me, for that are exactly how I felt in these deep dark underworlds. Please do not be afraid, I will not leave you to the darkness.
Discovering this book has been a lifelong venture. It is not what I once thought it would be. It is evolving as I speak. It is a true story, my story. The experiences described within are surreal, bizarre, and border on insane. With great pains, I undertake a mission to uncover the secrets of a life that until now were unbearable. I would like to take you on a journey.
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I saw my brother the other day wandering; Just as always.
He is so different than me. Not a rock, but fluid.
He always just road the current and took what that left him. I felt sorrow for him.
Did he feel like a fish out of water?
-I built my life out of sweat and blood.
He lives in the moment, and has his fun.
I happened along one day,
And saw my brother give a street person
His coat,
I felt a tear,
Maybe I did not know him as well as I should,
I thought and was taken aback that day and decided, not to rest my head
until I talked to him.
I went back later and found him talking amongst his Kind.
Yet I hoped he would take some time for me.
This brother, my brother I never knew.
I thought I was there to help him in some way.
What I found that day I cannot say But for my soul, I asked him that day,
to pray; and not leave me without his blessings.
He did not speak nor address my concern for my own soul.
He just sat back and fired up a bowl.
And told me he’d been carrying my soul
And I realized he had reached his own goal,
That not one be left behind.
He inspired me with fire; he is one of a kind.
And now that
Fire inside can live knowing
All is well.
And I am not destined to hell!
So kindle YOUR fire inside, and aspire to know
You,
As well as thy Brother!