now and then... The impact of head upon concrete rendered me unconscious. When I awoke, time and memory no longer existed for me like it does for the rest of the lovely people in the world who have never had their brains bashed. What follows is a jump into places most folks will never dare to follow...
One of my favorite self defense shows features these cuties. The show they so wonderfully inhabit uses the simple but vitally effective now and then concepts to backfill the story in an instant while plunging headlong into conflict.
Imagine waking up with absolutely no knowledge of who you are, where you are, or even what your name is. Time is... fluid. You can meta it in the ellipses that litter my writing like afternoon fast food bags puffing here and there. Pre-ellipses, that is what my time had become. Flash, flash, flash.
The remembered events of the MST blast into my consciousness. I'm shuddering and crying and screaming and trying to find items to injure myself with... I am not here. I'm in hell. I'mreadingscreaminglivingslaughterhousefive... Here is there and now is...
I'm able to move a little. I'm in the Army cause of the clothes, bdus pops my brain. I don't know who. The letters are jumbled. No names. Everyone is yelling at me and my ears are ringing and I don't know my name. I'm accused of a crime. No, what. He's bad. Him. Next to me. I can't scream.
Screaming, crying, she's holding me. Who is she. She's not ... Who am i. i know her. She holds me,. am i bleeding, only a little. i don't die. Now i can't breathe. now i'm a ghost. now i can breathe. Goodbye for now...