When I was a child I had a fever. My hands felt just like two ballons.

Pink Floyd said it best but they all came from the nut house or did they.

When I was 13 I came down with chicken pox the secound time. I ran a fever of 105 for 5 days straight. They kept me in an ice bath. One of the only things I can remember is a doctor saying to my mom, he should be dead by now or that i would have brain damage from this. This was in the sixties. I sirvived. When I have fevers now I have out of body exsperiences. Now I can meditate to this level. I can see things in pixel form and some of what you describe. I can also see dead friiends and family. I can see the past present and future, Plans within plans. Chakra thrid EYE is my best sense.

Weed keeps me from dwelling on the bad things. I talk to no one about this. It's like talking to GOD. Peeps talk to god all the time but say he talks to you and your off to the looney bin. Not that he talks to me. LOL

At times when I work hundreds of things go through my mind at one time. I think in so many levels it overwheling at time but also fun. I understand what Einstien must of felt like. If only I could get it all down on paper or something. I lose so much. We only use a small part of our brains but what if a good part of the rest kick in all of a sudden. Einstien said that he could never understand it all.

Budda once sat before a wall and when he arose, he was enlightened.

I hope you can come to terms with this. It may be a gift.