That one's world is 'infected' with subjective reality does not also mean that one is incapable of simultaneous interaction with the intersubjective reality of their peers.
The point at which one is no longer 'hallucinating', and is instead 'living' in their subjective existence, is the point which at which one has become incapable of current simultaneous interaction.
Just a note
The Edgar Allen Poe quote is beautiful... I may have to reconsider my estimation of his awful 'poetry'
The point at which one is no longer 'hallucinating', and is instead 'living' in their subjective existence, is the point which at which one has become incapable of current simultaneous interaction.
Just a note


Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day