and, no, unfortunately, therapy wasn't a solution, apparently:
I’m usually not one to use vulgarity, but I can say without hyperbole that psychiatry and psychology are total fucking rubbish. Before you go out and waste your money on "therapy", let me fill you in on some little-known truths.
...Narcissistic personality disorder: A personality disorder characterized by an exaggerated sense of self and an inability to experience empathy for others.
How is this a disorder? Just because I happen to have a high self esteem and I don’t give a damn about anyone else doesn’t make me "insane" (if "insanity" can even be classified as anything more than a word)...
Still, though, as an author, he had such promise. We may now never see his forthcoming oeuvre, Why I Hate Everything; we may never see the filmed version of this screenplay:
The tale is a simple one: an anthropomorphic praying mantis named Anamantis is a "cognitive insurgent" who lives shortly after the Big Bang in the early universe. Mostly, he goes around using his "cerebral fluid sword" to fight a bunch of monsters: the ultra-dimensional Darkaeons, Hera and Pegusus, and a dangerous fleet of space kittens. After teaming up with Shrodingo, Chaos and a comely lady dragon named Drakoness, he goes in search of ultimate knowledge and the 0th Dimension. Then he sort of merges with the universe, his neurons float everywhere, and he bonds his cerebral fluids with Drakoness (who responds by saying, "Whoa! Intelligence!"). There's nothing like a screenplay with stage directions like "EXT. 0th DIMENSION" or "Animantis looks into [Drakoness'] eyes. He sees a world of frolicsome neurons inside her head" or "The felines jam a needle down the tarpan's penis."
... [The Darkaeon] slashes the Universe with a blade of dark flame.
Who doesn't like a universe that screams "AAAAHHHHH!"? At last our hero gains control over the 0th Dimension, saves Drakoness from Chaos, and tells us the moral of the story:
You may be alive like everything else in this Ultimate Reality. But I am the only consciousness. You can’t run from me. I’m everything and I am nothing. I am the 0th dimension.
Eng concludes with a final bizarre stage direction:
Like a god amongst gods, he soars from Universe to Universe, destroying the flames that bind them. The 0th dimension ripples like an extension of his body. He is beyond omnipotent.
On the up side, at least there is one woman who can fully appreciate his splendiforousness: