You run blindly down the road, images of Kevin Spacey's face obscuring your vision. You try to look directly into Kevin Spacey's eye, and it expands to fill your field of view, and then you tumble into it, into the blackness, into the infinite void of Spacey.
Realising what a terrible pun that is, or almost pun,. or whatever, you begin to scream. And weep. You wonder if there is a word for that.
Do you decide the word that describes this state is