How easy it is to forget. Even for myself. I think in alot of cases it is scary to remember how far down the rabbit hole we have fallen as persons living with Schizophrenia and how difficult the struggle to find our way back is. I am often reminded when I see the forgotten souls not only on the streets but living next door to me. As a schizophrenic artist I feel it to be my moral obligation to try to al least be a voice for the less fortunate. I by no means am a hero and struggle myself to try to keep balance in my own life.