ONE OF MY FAVORITE ROCK-A-BILLY / ORIGINAL SUN RECORDS RECORDING ARTIST, Sleepy LaBeef, has a saying that I believe accurately sums up my way of picturing ....
"It ain't what you eat, it's the way how you chew it."
I knew Sleepy just enough-on a few ocassions we would drink a few beers together-to believe that, re: this comment, he was not being literal but, rather, he was referring to how he "chewed" his music. FYI, a LaBeef show-I always saw him in small bars with a small attached music venue-was a 2-set performance, each set was an hour-long, non-stop (not a single break between songs) of stream-of-consciousness-like rock-a-billy music. He was known as The Human Jukebox.
In any event, I like to think of the way how I chew it as my way of seeing, aka: my vision. And, come to think about it, it is not too much of a stretch (at least for me) to think of the totality of my picturing as a Sleepy LaBeef-like stream-of-(picturing)-consciousness, or, as I call it, discursive promiscuity.
May be I gotta get me a black ten-gallon hat.