The familiar analogy is flipping channels or speeding down a highway: all those disjointed images that flit by.
What drifted through his frying brain were disjointed images and fragments of memory.
The moments that followed passed in a series of disjointed images.
At first she needed to concentrate her mind upon the subject, and then visions would follow - short, disjointed images.
After a moment, strange, disjointed images began to float through her mind.
The picture of poverty is really a succession of disjointed images.
What came instead was a series of disjointed images and words.
The yard turns into a blur of disjointed images.
What happened next comes back as disjointed images, shards of memory fragmented in time.
What she could remember was a series of disjointed images, like a photographic album where the pictures had been mounted at random.
