My friend sent this to me. He needs help!

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A friend of mine sent this to me today. Any and all advice would be great. It is long, so please read it all. He is desperate to know what the heck happened. ------------------------------------------------------------ I need help, and if you read this story you’ll understand why. Last night I went insane, after 38-39 hours without sleeping. The sleeping part I think is very slightly important, but it has already been suggested what follows was sleep deprived mania, so its important to note that over all, I was awake about 48 hours before sleeping. At least, I thought I did. What happened is that I was sitting in the fishing game in Gaia Online, and was the only person in the room. The room was titled “Juss you and me,” I don’t know why, I didn’t make the title. After a bit another person came, who we will call Amy, and we started talking for a bit, and she was very nice. Then a few more people came, and eventually the room filled up. There was lots of chat going on, and most of it was pretty goofy. But three of us, myself, Amy, and another person we’ll call Rika, were acting crazy. I don’t remember how we were acting crazy, only that we were. I asked them why they had joined the room, and both gave answers along the lines of something about the room and the number of people called to them. We started interrogating people that came in. Asking their name, their age, location, and finally, We did they enter that room, out of all the others available. Most just gave rubbish answers of “For fishing, duh” or “I was bored,” but could never specify why that room was important to them. We tried to get into people’s heads and bother them. Eventually someone gave us an answer we liked, which I don’t remember. She became our fourth. She, however, was not crazy, and so she became our sanity. We will call her Sheri. Now, throughout all this I had become the Ipso Facto leader, and had been spouting what I thought were insane ramblings about Life, Love, and Hope. However, after about two hours of searching for the last two people, I didn’t know at the time why I was searching, but I needed to, the fog that was in my head started to dissipate. The craziness was gone. The grandeur ideas of Life, Love, and Hope disappeared, and I was left an empty shell. Life seemed pointless. I realized that God had touched me and given me the knowledge of a perfect life, then in the same instant destroyed that knowledge and took it from my mind. I remember seeing Him, standing in an orange light before me. He had on beige shorts and yellow shirt with a dark stripe across the chest. And flip flops. I couldn’t see his face, it was like looking at him through a glazed shower curtain, but I could see his feet and legs perfectly. This had been meant as a test of humility towards me. I had, instead, gone crazy and failed. I realized that the bringing together of the 6 people had been my hope of recreating the idea. I don’t know why bringing 5 random strangers to me in an online chat room inspired such an idea, but it did. I was worthless now, after failing God. I sat in the computer lab I was in, shaking from cold, I looked for my Blue and Orange college sweatshirt. I put it on and looked at the sleeves. They had turned from blue to pitch black. I went into the bathroom and turned on the light, and any part that was supposed to be blue was, in fact, black. I’ll pause for a moment and note that on reflection, this part of the story strikes me most as sleep deprived hallucinations. ONLY the changing of the color of the shirt. At the time, I thought this was a sign from God, making sure I knew He was still with me. Of course, I thought, I wouldn’t have the right to know about Life, Love, and Hope, those were not for Mortal Man to know. He had tested me, I had failed part of it. God worked in larger ways than simply a test of humility. I didn’t know why, and still don’t know why, but I decided to try to find the last two people. Hoping that finding all 5 people, and possibly bringing them all together (at a later date, the first three had logged off), would return that knowledge to me. I went back online, created the same room, and anyone that came in I would ask the question of them, Why, out of all the rooms, did you choose this one. I found my 4th follower quickly, he was a young boy, 11 or 12, and said the room had an aura to it. I waited nearly two hours before I found the last person. He came in, got his answer, which was that the room title was interesting to him since it was an anagram, and I said it was perfect. I told him the whole story about our insanity and God’s touch. This is where the story gets complicated. This man, lets call him Baltz, is a priest to one of the Voodoo Gods. He did some tests from across the computer on me, such as a form of word association and looking at my hand in the dark. At first I only saw my bangs, which I told him looked like white spiders. He said that was good, then told me to look at my fingertips in the dark. I saw a second hand around them, like, dark or something. It was very bizarre. He said I was what he called a horse. I had been “kissed” by a God, which is what happens when one of the Gods makes contact with a human and uses the human somewhat as a puppet. He said that I had been kissed by Damballah, the serpent God of 1000 secrets. There were some other titles, but I don’t remember them. He said Damballah had given me each of the 1000 secrets, then, one by one, pulled them away. He said it was more than coincidence how he, a hougan, or priest, of one of Damballah’s friends in the pantheon had found me, with the question given to me by Whatever, or Whomever did touch me (whether Voodoo or other God). He said I was now the hougan of Damballah, whether I like it or not, and that if I ever made myself susceptible, which is helped by depriving sleep, he would probably come back. It has further been suggested to me by a friend I have experience astro projection, and possibly a form of psychic ability. I don’t know about the psychic abilities, they don’t really fit what happened. I need some helping straightening my head, and if anyone has experience with either Divine visions, being touched by Voodoo Gods, or astroprojection, I would appreciate any advise. Of course, any other theories are welcome, I want to know any possible explanation of what happened (aside from Sleep Deprived Hallucination, which I do not believe).