AGXStarseed
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Just out of curiosity, do you feel sometimes that you have an inner world/universe inside your mind?
If so, could you describe it in any way?
If so, could you describe it in any way?
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Yes... and no. Not just because I can't. But also because it's very personal.
Yeah, to a degree. I can't quite explain it. It's not as though I live in a fantasy world within my head, but I don't feel as though I'm entirely part of the world in which I dwell. Yeah, it sounds weird. The world within my head makes more sense than the world outside.
This is almost exactly what I was going to say.Yeah, to a degree. I can't quite explain it. It's not as though I live in a fantasy world within my head, but I don't feel as though I'm entirely part of the world in which I dwell. Yeah, it sounds weird. The world within my head makes more sense than the world outside.
Yes, I have always felt that I have an inner world or worlds. "There's friends in there and I'm thinking about them", but the friends aren't people, they're ideas, and the ideas aren't words, they're more images, and the images aren't all cut and pasted from the outer world, though some of them are. Maybe this is why I was diagnosed with synesthesia. Also maybe why abstracts feel more vital to me than figurative works. Good question but hard for me to describe, inspires me to paint.
I'm fine - alternately super creative and at other times in a dark pit of monsters. Luckily, I'm used to it. And it's part of the painting/authenticity which I have to honor. I live in sw Montana.Yes when I was younger I used to play out whole stories in my head kings wars etcetera...they were like movies in my head. I need to work on books more it is the one thing I'm really suited to. How are you doing Kestrel? may I ask what state you live in? I'm in Oregon
I'm fine - alternately super creative and at other times in a dark pit of monsters. Luckily, I'm used to it. And it's part of the painting/authenticity which I have to honor. I live in sw Montana.
Hooe are you doing well Maelstrom.
Just out of curiosity, do you feel sometimes that you have an inner world/universe inside your mind?
If so, could you describe it in any way?
I have always had rich inner worlds. Funny enough, I rarely gave names to them or the denizens. They just were.
I have imagined alien ecologies, fictional societies and political systems, magic systems, detailed action sequences, and grand mythologies. I still do this, but rarely write anything down or put real names to my ideas.
Recently I have been running a Numenera camping. Numenera is a tabletop RPG which takes place in a pseudo-medieval society built atop the ruins of incredibly advanced civilizations. The world is the brain child of Monte Cook, but I have added my own locales and embellishments. I have been focusing on the way station of Peduno. This is the last stop for pilgrims before entering the vast wilderness known as The Beyond. It resembles an old west main street with a bazaar running down the middle of it. It is something of a tourist town, religious site, and trading post.
The Cathedral of First Steps looms over the little town, constructed from local stone and the metal scaffolding of some ancient and ruined machine. Windows made of colored synth decorate the temple. To the uninitiated the images they depict are meaningless, but they are in fact diagrams of esoteric mathematical and scientific principles. Pilgims leave bits of salvaged technology at the altar in the hope that it will bring them luck on their journey. The Aon Priests do not abide by such superstition, being men of what we would call science, but they might call magic. Mind you, they don't discourage the practice. They revere the technologies of the ancients and welcome new artifacts to study. What they do not wish to keep they can sell to maintain their operations.
My favorite shop is Marchande's Mysterium. Specializing in mostly useless curiosities it is a total tourist trap that sells the mystique of The Beyond. Many so called "pilgrims" only make it as far as Peduno before turning back. An oddity from the Mysterium provides these travelers with souvenirs to take home and impress their friends, most of whom would never have ventured but a few miles from home. Indeed, such travelers would be quite worldly compared to their peers, but not nearly so worldly as they would have others believe.