A realisation of the reality of things. Stepping out of your daydream to get caught in a whirl wind of everything that you thought was far removed. The lone soul- you'll always have to carry your own weight.
Visualising the word visual. What it means to me.In a way similar to a Deja vous, I get a feeling sometimes which could possibly be described as an outer body experience. A feeling of coming out my own body and looking at my self doing something - something quite mundane, from an angle rather cinematic. And then feeling like bursting out with laughter at the ridiculousness of I.Like the echo on a bad telephone line that mimics your every word and repeats them after you..and you want to clobber it, but its only you. For me every once in a while its a visual.
But then one idea leads to another and more pressing matters of the every day world present themselves and I find myself thinking of visual overload and the diminishing of attention spans to mere nano seconds.