 Originally Posted by magnus0pus
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 Originally Posted by magnus0pus
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I ended up on this thread after a free fall down the google rabbit-hole after I came across a tweet where someone mentioned experiencing sensing a panicked voice silently screaming at them, and my first thought was "Oh, they're hearing squares!"
So, all though my childhood, and still on rare occasions, I had the Timaeus "dreams", or as my 6 year old brain dubbed it; Hearing squares. (Named precisely because the experience defied all sense of logic.) As many others here, it was impossible to describe to family or friends, and eventually I just shrugged it off as some weird stuff my brain used to do, but finding this thread re-awakened my curiosity, and I've tried my best to explain my experience of it below;
It either precedes or follows a night of sleep, but it always happens as I'm awake in bed.
Everything is perceived through a static-like filter, except its not purely visual; Myself, my thoughts, the room around me and everything in it is split into what feels like a fourth-dimensional kaleidoscopic grid of opposites. It's rust-red in colour. Or it feels rust-red. Everything feels simultaneously both immensely big and microscopically small, violently loud and deadly quiet. Mental images, no matter what they are, become almost comically or cartoonishly disfigured to the point where I feel like I'm going insane.
Along with this comes the strong sense of a presence, and from it, a notion of extreme urgency. It emanates anger and despair, directed towards me.
But, Yeah, I've been there in a sense. Everything feels simultaneously both immensely big and microscopically small, violently loud and deadly quiet.
Clone myself in my dreams and the feeling of simultaneously getting torn apart and stitched back together... The textile feeling is crazy and sometimes very painful.
Btw, Are you getting enough sleep? Not getting enough sleep can cause Hallucinations like these too.
~Lang
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