[SunReach]

Things are what they are.
Like water from a spring that can run by your side, or under your feet, or right above your head landing with a splash in front of you. I can see it in slow mo, the water arching; and I follow it with my eyes, how the light shines through, the colours in the clear crystal drops, little rainbows darting in all directions! And then this beauty is rushing to the ground, as if rushing to kiss my feet, how delightful, the water that is worshipped and worships you, but once water is abandoned in the force of gravity, the stream of clarity and beauty becomes a thick curtain made of spiky, discoloured thread that beats the ground harder and harder, and the solid ground has to give way or become one with the water. And there I stand still, waiting for the water to kiss my feet, my feet that are drenched, rooted in the ground that's shaking.
And there you are! And I can see the oversized question marks all over your face, and all I can say is that I perceive the world in an over-emphasized way.

[Moose72]

No question marks! I am the same way. My brain has always made things into little worlds. It's creative. And yet it also gets lost like that in all the little details. So fun!

[Kymaro]

Very creative discription. I can almost see it in my mind - Beautifull, powerfull, strong!.

Very nice.

[SpiritRunner]

very expressive and poetic. I do understand, too.

[buglet]

Great description.

[SunReach]

I'm so pleased you like it and you understand
Thanks everyone

My only question marks would be where yours is (title), but perhaps I misunderstand. I very much understand the trancing out and seeing shifting images, or making associations out of seemingly disparate things, but for me it's a part of letting my mind go as part of the creative process, not a response to trauma.

Very beautiful imagery though, SadRobot!

[SunReach]

Thank you Innerzone. As for the title, I think dissociation describes best how I feel in the description that follows...Emotionally paralysed, I can't respond to what's happening or to people's efforts to get to me. It's not that I'm unfeeling, it's similar to the feeling you get in those dreams where you have to move out of the way because a car is coming and suddenly you're very heavy and you try your best but you move extra slow...And I have no idea what trauma I respond to in this way. I think it is a reaction to overloading...