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[dolari]

I am suffering from hyper-brain at the moment.

Symptoms includes:

Reading books and not digesting them (The words reach my brain, my brain parses the meaning, the meaning gets lost because my brain is busy deciding how the world would look if we saw in Green and Purple only.)

Several pieces of music running through you head at once (Suzanne Vega does not sing well with Mai Yamane, and both sound terrible when Enya and the theme from One Day at a Time are playing all at once in the THX sound system that is my mind.)

Inability to meditate (the mind begins to create it's own reality, then completely rips you from it by creating it's own shapes and designs and imagery on it's own, such as badly drawn caricatures of people and places, and rather disturbing devil imagery superimposed on the already established reality.)

The constant feeling that you are surrounded by people (I swear I have the feeling I'm in the middle of a circle right now, surrounded by people all trying to...well..look at me.)

Checklist reminders (Did you brush your teeth? Did you drink your water? Did you forget the trash? Did you forget anything in Austin?)

Phantom itches (You can't have just one. Especially on the hands....)

Buzzing ears (A high pitched whine always goes through my head since I have tinnitus, but sometimes there's another sound that runs through there as well, which is a REALLY loud buzz)

Phantom imagery (Close your eyes, and you see sparkles which coalesce into faces, or places or things)

Something at the bottom of the stairs (It's there, but only when I'm in hyper-brain mode...and it's in the closet as well)

Snap-awake (The slightest sound puts you on FULL ALERT no matter how deep asleep you are)

There are faces in the lace patterns of my curtains. (But only when I'm not looking at them directly.)

There are phantom limbs reaching for me (My own hair in my periferal vision manages to get that to happen)

Note to self - DROP CAFFIENE QUOTIENT BEFORE MIDNIGHT.

Comments

[dmlaenker.livejournal.com]

I wish I had an ounce of your problems. That way, I could get to stage one of all of those things you described above, maybe.

[jenndolari.livejournal.com]

I think it was teh half-gallon of Iced Tea with Lemon I drank from about 10PM to 3AM. :)

I drink WAY too much tea. :)

heh -

[jenni-the-odd.livejournal.com]

I get like that for weeks at a time for no reason at all... I usually don't ingest caffeine so I've no excuse but good 'ol "Being Weird".

Re: heh -

[jenndolari.livejournal.com]

It was such a strange experience...I still dunno if it was a good thing or bad. :)

Eldar pipes up

[(Anonymous)]

hey jenn, haven't heard from you in forever....sounds kinda like you might have the faerie folk floating around again..dunno..but might be worth looking into.

btw...email me, pls ms nice lady? the eldar misses buggin ya...

Re: Eldar pipes up

[kalibex.livejournal.com]

*hehe* What I was thinking, as well...perhaps you've been trying that 'try to communicate' thing I'd mentioned...?

Who knows; maybe it's working...

Re: Eldar pipes up

[jenndolari.livejournal.com]

Possibly, possibly not.

Funky things happen before I go to bed. Mostly in faces and shapes that I've decided to explore a bit before I pass out.

This didn't seem to match up with anything like that I've done before. This time, after I FINALLY hit the hay at 7AM, I just zonked way the heck out.

Re: Eldar pipes up

[jenndolari.livejournal.com]

I've mentioned that I wouldn't mind if one of your friends tries to visit. I'd like some sort of baseline that I can measure other experiences to.

I didn't believe in magick until I actually saw someone use it and TELL me that they were doing. Without baselines, It's hard for me to take anything seriously.

At least I keep an open mind. ;)