having a seizure
is like
having the rug
of
basic familiarity
in life
entirely
tugged out
from beneath
your mental footing

as your perceptions
whittle themselves
into
sharp
sensitivities
and a
strange penchant
to mistake
the place
you find
yourself
in

for
... another ...


or start
mixing memories
and
perceptions thereof
as if both
must
have always been
one
and the
same

(which,

granted,

perhaps they are.)

This proves
there really is
no difference between
the observer
of the universe
and
what is actually observed

...except relative to the ubiquitously shared
sobriety of the
rest
of the
human race
reinforcing
its own
cognitive-perceptive bias
through a never-ending
feedback loop
leashed and tagged
with a label that reads:

'Radio Normativity.'

"Tune in to have your bias confirmed!"