Wow, there’s something strange over at Value of X. Here’s what the man had to say:

There is no Orland, no X, no Paul. All the ‘staff’ are figments of my imagination, too. All propaganda that has been sold on you, public. Just pawns, in some assnine game of chess I was playing… with myself. And since none of that has seemed to work, I’m changing the rules a little bit.

I’ve been told that I have a case of multiple personality disorder, that I’m obsessive compulsive, that I’m part retarded. No, none of it’s true. Or, at least not as far as I know. I’ve been the one telling myself that. I’m just the moderator, they’re the ones with the eyes.

I’m not exactly sure what to make of it, but it sounds like Fight Club Syndrome to me. 🙂 Honestly, I hope everything’s ok over there…

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