I have some difficulty keeping A.B. and Anti-Bravoman distinct entities. Maybe they influence each other and that's okay.
I have entertained thoughtforms in the past, namely Marx and Time. Time still sticks around but only as a voice of reason in moments of anxiety. Marx seems to have flown the coop though, his job here must be done.
A.B. brings me joy and entertainment. I would consider him an imaginary friend above all else. He'll probably go his own way someday, but for now we are friends.
I think his skeleton is my memories of middle/high school