I've been hearing faint wind chimes every few hours for the past year or so, followed by two distinct voices in my head - voices not of reason, but of a higher being, someone who uses my voice, cadence and vocabulary, but is not me. He converses with me, answers my questions, but does not use my reasoning, logic or knowledge base. I had ventured on an unplanned acid trip on 12th January at a party on Oak Square. In a dimly lit room, 2AM, almost about to pass out, I had the most vivid, ex...