...man, don't sit on the urinal: it just leaves a mess and leads to awkward face-to-face conversations with the guy standing next to you...
myrrh
joined 2 years ago
(fifteen cars, jets, and submarines)
...you know, it's funny, i had vehicle voltron too, and although i never watched the cartoon, my best friend's little brother did, and i don't remember ever seeing episodes of the vehicle team, only the lions, although i know vehicle voltron also had a cartoon...
...real exotica was gladiator voltron, three humanoid robots which merged into a larger robot, which i never saw anywhere outside of catalogs...
...ideas, not words: written language is weird one (and kind of oblique to my point), but in that instance visual stimulus -> letters -> wordforms -> sounds -> words -> ideas; hallucinations skip all those earlier steps and go straight to the idea end of the perception chain but it's not obvious that the earlier steps are missing...
(i don't think i've ever hallucinated written language, though, just the ideas of hearing sounds; or of seeing creatures or objects; or of inhabiting spaces, environments, or situations; similar to how one experiences dreams)
...no, they're never really visual images; they're more akin to the ideas which images represent when i parse visual stimulus, but that's a pretty muddled distinction to distinguish in the heat of the moment, ceci n'est pas une pipe and all that...
...kind of like when you struggle to parse sounds into phonemes and then phonemes into words and then words into coherent language, but you're never really hearing language directly...
...those dependas ain't gonna potamus themselves...
...i don't really get earworms unless i'm playing them deliberately...
...the hallucinations appear real and range from subtle peripheral perception to full-focused attention, but they're unexpected and incongruous with my immediate environment, so recognising them is akin recognising a dream for what it is...
...tell kiki she still owes me five bucks...
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...ye gads, elementary school boys are the worst: we had gang urinals (big open troughs) and the shenanigans were epically horrific...