Hey fellow lunatics, my name's Gabe. Jones if you prefer. Not Gabriel. If all goes well I'll be finger painting and eating pudding with you fine collection of scramble brains until I'm 100% sure that I'm not an archangel whose responsibility it is to realize his powers and fight in an apocalyptic battle. On the opposite end of the spectrum if I'm wrong I could be hastening the world towards a fire-spewing, bloody end even as I write this. Even if the second is true I figure with enough happy pills I can go on believing I'm just a nut till the whole fire-spewing thing makes it irrelevant anyway.
Let's see, what else, I'm pretty handy with magic tricks. You got a coin needs disappearing you can come see me.
Now I'm introduced. Go about your day. Talk about your feelings. Whatever it is we do here.