In July, 2011, a 52-year-old woman presented to our psychiatric outpatient clinic with a life-long history of seeing people’s faces change into dragon-like faces and hallucinating similar faces many times a day.
All the more reason to appreciate simple everyday things such as being able to see color or smell bacon.
"Religions are, by definition, metaphors, after all: God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a house of many rooms, a watchmaker who left his prize chronometer in the desert, someone who loves you—even, perhaps, against all evidence, a celestial being whose only interest is to make sure your football team, army, business, or marriage thrives, prospers, and triumphs over all opposition. Religions are places to stand and look and act, vantage points from which to view the world. So none of this is happening. Such things could not occur. Never a word of it is literally true.”
That sounds badass to me what the fuck are you talking about?
I mean... it would be, if you didn't know it was a disorder. But actually knowing, and seeing a face morph would be like on a constant LSD trip, and while yes that would really fun.. It would get to a point where I'd much rather it stop.