How is it possible, through any means, to describe the sonic, visual and emotional sensory overload
of smashing through ice packs on a day with 24 hours of sun, mill pond seas, 150 mile visibility to a crisp horizon with seals, penguins and whales playing around the ship secure in the fact that there is no pollution, television or any one else around for hundreds maybe thousands of miles?
Patients often become overwhelmed with "noxious stimuli" and "shut down" as a result of sensory overload
, he said.
Some of the most significant contributors include--the weather, level of general fatigue, unsatisfied expectations, sensory overload
, the accumulation of negative "self-talk," and an underlying sense of hurry (in part, a result of the continuous flow of events).
You can feel bombarded by modern society and gardening is a good opportunity to get away from the sensory overload
It is a sensory overload
of seeing, smelling and tasting that lasts for five days and includes 400 exhibitors.
Autobiographers used a wide range of strategies to deal with sensory overload
We left Alaska with sensory overload
, with many questions and with conflicting emotions.
We were big boys for the next 200 miles, thrust into a great new adventure, fueled by the sort of sensory overload
of sight, smell and sound that only a train can provide.
Whether it was heat-induced lethargy or sensory overload
from a packed few days in the capital, I could not say.
Studies have shown that a city's appearance of disorder and neglect can heighten sensory overload
, stress, and fear among residents and visitors.
Still, we find ourselves seduced by the glitzy packaging of a hollow Andrew Lloyd Webber extravaganza, suspended in the vulgarity of irradiating neon, mesmerized by a sensory overload
of cyber-technic spectacles that have transformed the Great White Way into a Phantasmagoria Theme Park for rapacious consumers seeking relief from reality, as opposed to enlightenment.
I read some of After Yesterday's Crash while half-listening to a CD of Balinese gamelan music - gorgeous stuff, what angels on drugs must listen to - and realized I was exemplifying part of what McCaffery was after in this anthology: we live in a world of bizarre conjunctions (in this case, ancient music played on a high-tech CD while reading a book of avant-garde fiction), but too few writers attempt to capture that disorienting melange of media overkill, global awareness, hyperconsumerism, and sensory overload
that makes up postmodern life.