PTSD

When a soul in a body gets frozen in time due to trauma, the ego responds with a curious series of reactions and accommodations. The soul observes this activity and offers best commentary, which, if the damage isn't too crippling, continues to be heard, like a distant memory of something on the edge of awareness. A dream on the verge of recall. As the ego builds a fortress from within which to rule a wildly unruly cavalcade of sensation, emotion, and consequence, its distracted state provides an uneven rulership. One knows what one SHOULD do, but damn it, what one NEEDS to do to survive, to protect the psyche, demands rule. Any trauma will do it, but physical violation, of any sort, or trauma to a loved one brings a rare, though common set of orders from the emperor within. Hold others at a great emotional distance, drown out the raging emotional voices , and find a safe zone within which there is no real relationship with the more superficial day to day activities considered cultural and social norms. Frozen Music.