Colleen Thomas
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Anyone eve thing about it? About what a strange thing it is? How it can be both hero and villan?
I've been thinking a lot about pain, these last few days. It's sort of funny, how you can't remember pain. You can remember you were hurt, or that something felt awful, but you can't remember the pain. Just that you had some.
Pain is a warning sign. A warning that something is wong. And it can be very useful, in that role. Who here hasn't had a burned finger? Or started slapping ants when they begin to sting you? In it's place, pain is actually good. It often saves you from worse injury.
By and large, your whole body works on negative feedback loops. If you don't have enough insulin in your blood for example, your pancreas hears about it and pumps some out, when the food has been digested, it stops. Almost everything is a negative loop. Positive feedback loops are mostly pathological.
Evver wonder what would happen, if the pain itself, became part of the loop? And the loop was positive? So that the pain, began to increase as your body tried to wearn you the pain itself was bad for you? And you started to throw up, because it hurt so much, but that only served to dehydrate you and thus, you got more pain warning of that ill. And further along, the pain was so awful, you couldn't sleep, but the lack of sleep was bad and your body tried to warn you of that with more pain? And alow presure system settled on your area and refused to budge, so your head, now exploding tried to warn you of that adding more pain. Ever wondered what that would feel like?
If you have, be you my most beloved freind or my worst enemy, I hope all you ever have to do is wonder.
Black depression, comes with the pain. An understandable side effect. But one that becomes horrendous in it's own right, when thepain keeps you from keeping down your anti-depressants. And of course, going off them cold turkey has some bad side efects of it's own, the mental being really nasty, like suicidal thoughts and the like. But one that is common is...You guessed it. A headache.
Ever try to write pain into one of your stories? Consider the word choice really carefully? It's funny, but you can't describe it, because you can't remember it. So we end up using words that are far to vauge, like hurt or words that describe the kind of pain, like shooting, or throbbing, or words that describe the extent, like agony and torment. Yet we never can describe the pain, because we can't remember it. Even as we know that, it dosen't matter, because our readers have felt pain before and they can't remember it either.
I've ben away and apparently some were worried and to that few I apologize sincerely for causing you to worry. I will try to respond to emails and mal and threads tomorrow. tonight, I am alonw with my pain and though it is growing less, it still gnaws at what's left of my sanity.
Oblivion. It sounds damned good about now.
I've been thinking a lot about pain, these last few days. It's sort of funny, how you can't remember pain. You can remember you were hurt, or that something felt awful, but you can't remember the pain. Just that you had some.
Pain is a warning sign. A warning that something is wong. And it can be very useful, in that role. Who here hasn't had a burned finger? Or started slapping ants when they begin to sting you? In it's place, pain is actually good. It often saves you from worse injury.
By and large, your whole body works on negative feedback loops. If you don't have enough insulin in your blood for example, your pancreas hears about it and pumps some out, when the food has been digested, it stops. Almost everything is a negative loop. Positive feedback loops are mostly pathological.
Evver wonder what would happen, if the pain itself, became part of the loop? And the loop was positive? So that the pain, began to increase as your body tried to wearn you the pain itself was bad for you? And you started to throw up, because it hurt so much, but that only served to dehydrate you and thus, you got more pain warning of that ill. And further along, the pain was so awful, you couldn't sleep, but the lack of sleep was bad and your body tried to warn you of that with more pain? And alow presure system settled on your area and refused to budge, so your head, now exploding tried to warn you of that adding more pain. Ever wondered what that would feel like?
If you have, be you my most beloved freind or my worst enemy, I hope all you ever have to do is wonder.
Black depression, comes with the pain. An understandable side effect. But one that becomes horrendous in it's own right, when thepain keeps you from keeping down your anti-depressants. And of course, going off them cold turkey has some bad side efects of it's own, the mental being really nasty, like suicidal thoughts and the like. But one that is common is...You guessed it. A headache.
Ever try to write pain into one of your stories? Consider the word choice really carefully? It's funny, but you can't describe it, because you can't remember it. So we end up using words that are far to vauge, like hurt or words that describe the kind of pain, like shooting, or throbbing, or words that describe the extent, like agony and torment. Yet we never can describe the pain, because we can't remember it. Even as we know that, it dosen't matter, because our readers have felt pain before and they can't remember it either.
I've ben away and apparently some were worried and to that few I apologize sincerely for causing you to worry. I will try to respond to emails and mal and threads tomorrow. tonight, I am alonw with my pain and though it is growing less, it still gnaws at what's left of my sanity.
Oblivion. It sounds damned good about now.
