Greetings Andrew,
    I am not sure what you were asking for in your request, but I felt
compelled to answer.  The following is a post I made to alt.zen several
months back about being diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia when I was 22.
At the time of this posting, I felt that many of my 'psychotic' symptoms
matched some definitions of zen elightenment, and so I thought it might
bemuse the readers of that group.

---begin alt.zen post---

29 now.

Suffering then..

Once, many 'years' ago, there was the 'dream.'  Sight was through a cat's
iris and the ether alike.  Feeling was the ocean of salt, space dust, baby's
hunger and pulsating omnipresence.  Consciousness became.

Blackness then.  Nay, not blackness, not deafness.  The body's eyes were
open, the ears heard, but such small sensations they were, such tiny pieces
of the universe seemed as nothing compared to the ultimate knowing of
moments before.  Consciousness was.  Others called it madness.  Enforced
heedlessness of modern therapies attempted to drown the detached awareness,
this near lack of vulnerability to physical pain, this over-sensitivity to
people and feelings, some of which 'are not there.'   Placidly walked away
from, emergence from the dulled senses of 'beneficial' pharmacology is had.

Peace in solitude.  In sharing the depths and heights of comprehension,
others pity, and sometimes fear, so, a quiet, contemplative spirit wanders
taking in all, letting out little in this private/shared tiny/huge reality.

Focus on matters of earth bound life is achieved at the behest of
friends/family/society.  The mind wanders, they body is left to do what it
must.

The wandering mind wanders, ponders, the body filters and chances upon
morsels for the mind to digest. ruminate, contemplate.  Zen?  Hmm..

Anger would be felt, by some. desolation, revenge, even.  Perhaps it would
be felt, by the 'sane.'

29. odd.  My age means nothing, just a funny coincidence, because I can
still laugh.

---end alt.zen post---

The reference to the age 29 was understood by some on the newsgroup, for it
was the age of the Buddha when he began seeking enlightenment.  They indeed
found the whole thing quite amusing, or disturbing, or both.  Ah, I live to
serve.

Anyway, I am not sure what else you wanted.  I have a little web page on
which there are some writings of my experiences with hallucinations and
paranoia.  I created the page after I made the above post to alt.zen, for
many wished to hear more about me.  The page is somewhat zen oriented for
the sake of those who asked me to create it (alt.zen posters, that is),
though I really do not know that much about Bhuddhism. I believe most found
it to be not what they expected, though you may find interest in the
'writings' section.  Our DNS server is down, but the page is reachable at
the following address.

http://63.68.135.156/milliecat/

When my DSN server is working again, I will give you the registered domain
name, but the above address should always work nevertheless.

Regars,
millie

"As I was walking up the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
I wish, I wish he'd go away."
 - Hugh Mearns