I am not insane despite the medicines they put me on.

Last year an entity from the acausal realm put a machine over my that projected information onto the backs of my eyelids. It gave me lessons in meteorology, telemitry, linguisics, phonology, and other disciplines. Then later this year I was in the parallax line of a government transmitter which directly downloaded a massive chunk of information into my head; however I do not know how to execute the program and the file sits there, waiting. I know one of you has the key. My psychiatrist is employed by the government and I know this because of the special currency my wife pays him (NOT legal tender in any known nation on earth; the serial numbers CONFIRM this). He is trying to dumb me down with the medicines but I stay sharp and sane. Soon I will find the key to unlock the file in my head and then my mission will be clear.