Auditory Hallucinations and Paranoia
The waking noise of Renton screaming at the crawling baby on the ceiling while you followed the blood trail of a family’s blood listening to a hurt bruised and wailing child. Those words together forming a sentence can be read in Hugh Callum Laurie’s voice or be scaled to slick southerness of Paul Newman. What is out there calling, maybe inside the sound of lungs pumping air?
Auditory perception probably is the most vivid of all, though King of senses still remains vision, at the heart, lies, olfactory and auditory. The power of audition mixed with visual material makes us say that Psychedelia exists and we wish to listen to Pink Floyd while tripping. The greatest strength in intelligent world lies in you sense of sight with auditory command voice in control to express yourself. However, we are talking about hallucinations and anxiety prone individuals, so please, don’t care to be afraid.
Shocking truth about large amount of population living in cities, rising by the second is their behaviour modification by living alone and lack of companionship. Their lives are based on spatio-temporal geolocation hence the excellent movement demonstrated while drunk and moving in dim lit conditions. This isolation has forced us to withdraw in all the luxuries and pleasure you can demand yet Western cities and culture is trying to reach ground from same plight with much success. Our problem lies with the newfound money and the art of deception via electronic means of communication. We are earning well, eating posh and hurtling towards sudden death like Chelsea Madrid clash. The perception forces your imagination to discover a cruel variety of voices and then it tears your eardrum with strange attention grabbing condescending and insulting abuses. The strange dirt and smell remains and your fear grows while you discount reasoning as happened with Piscine Molitor Patel In Yann Martel’s famous work of fiction and now a major motion picture “Life of Pi”. The vividity of imagination adds to the hurting and abusive noises while people start staring at your inner self. Your best thoughts are challenged by them when they are inside your head. Witchcraft and Voodoo becomes real to you and pain from insomnia and over-eating leaves you like a sloth.
The paranoia has set in, you fell like a wet dog infected with rabies. Your breath becomes counted, your total lung capacity grows up as you plan things by not thinking. Bad move buddy, unthought garbage is what left Capuchin monkeys in a lurch when evolutionary forces took over. Growing fear consumes reason and rationality while trust rusts in peace, you grow cautious and become more silent. Your memories are your friend and your trapped brain shouts to your faded padlocked memories. Their are no friends here and only safe assumption is they are already hearing me write this and repeat back as dictation. I am troubled, broken but haven’t given up; people have, I haven’t. The truth isn’t called loudly because that is what happened, truth comes from societies beliefs and their leaders agenda. By now you are on anti-anxiety medicine and taking therapy in tandem. Gaining weight, becoming paranoid and not communicating well enough are classic symptoms of paranoia.
Question remains, in a reality set in today’s age, who knows we might just be a labeled planet with strings being pulled by another Prometheus like creature. Imagination is good but medicine is better. Please stick to you psychiatrists advice and keep you weight in check with exercise adding balanced micro-nutrient diet (Walnut, Egg whites, folic acid and Vit. D3). Keep positive and try keeping yourself occupied with tasks like audio-visual entertainment and music. I missed music as my faltering step so please do be considerate to your senses and mind. Goodluck and good bye.
(Based on fictionalised accounts of derived facts from spoken cloud zeppelin)
Prateek is a life sciences graduate by training (Biochemistry & Cell Biology) and a University of York U.K alumunus. He learned his skills under the tutelage of Dr. Neil Bruce, Dr. Daniel Ungar and at Technology Facility, York. An avid reader, technology enthusiast and atheist; he seeks meaning by the process of self-employment and self-indulgence. A whisky connoisseur, cook and travel hungry soul lets him get by the due diligence and society.
