In some of the chapters of this madness, between some kind of ... narcotic blurred lucidity ... i have realized that some of the characters are others souls, others dreamers ... yes, collective.
I have the creation power and something is using it.

Is like, throwing a party at your house, invite several musicians to a jam.
When everybody is in a highly drug state, just push record. Make and album, and sell it under your name.
Then just trust in the power of the drug that everybody is gonna forget what really happens.
At the next day it was just another wild party.