The patient (previously known as the host) appears to be slipping deeper into his psychosis. The mental construct he’s created as a coping mechanism is becoming more elaborate and concrete to his psyche. His narcissistic tendencies have devolved into ludicrous delusions of grandeur. He believes that the imaginary publishing company he’s concocted in his feeble mind as a simple means to escape reality could change the world. The prognosis is not good. In my professional opinion, the patient has gone full-on whack-a-doodle.
