What does your mental landscape look like?
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A weired alternate dimension like thing where the laws of physics mean nothing. Think pokemon's distortion world crossed with an Escher sketch.
a run down old office building, lots of problems not everything works but the plumbing is sure and you're positive there is a untouched computer somewhere. Just have to find the darn thing. Also a whole lot of moss and vines.
Yay for psychological threads in the morass of stupidity and porn that is our home the internet.
Mine... Idunno. I guess it looks kinda like the cover of halo 3. A massive,empty plain of snow and sparsely scattered weeds with a half-buried relic of ages past sunken into the center. The thing rises triumphantly into the sky, still trying to stand as strong as the day it was first wrought, but its strength is failing, as the millenia of weathering have canted it to one side and stripped its body of plating and machinery. Once, it was a beacon; a bastion of light and hope and shelter for those lost in these infertile lands... and now it just struggles to keep itself upright.
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Mine... Idunno. I guess it looks kinda like the cover of halo 3. A massive,empty plain of snow and sparsely scattered weeds with a half-buried relic of ages past sunken into the center. The thing rises triumphantly into the sky, still trying to stand as strong as the day it was first wrought, but its strength is failing, as the millenia of weathering have canted it to one side and stripped its body of plating and machinery. Once, it was a beacon; a bastion of light and hope and shelter for those lost in these infertile lands... and now it just struggles to keep itself upright.
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Story idea.
Bye!
Mine's a bit of everything.
There's a happy place full of joy where good thoughts are, a seedy, run down neighborhood where bad thoughts lie, a screwed up Escher-like place that makes no sense where things I don't even know resides, a Calvin & Hobbes place where my childhood memories are, a battlefield where mighty armies clash when I argue with myself, and there's a quaint, normal looking house where normal place on a hill complete with a fence where normal thoughts reside. Its rather empty.
So yeah, its a big ball of wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey... stuff.
There's a happy place full of joy where good thoughts are, a seedy, run down neighborhood where bad thoughts lie, a screwed up Escher-like place that makes no sense where things I don't even know resides, a Calvin & Hobbes place where my childhood memories are, a battlefield where mighty armies clash when I argue with myself, and there's a quaint, normal looking house where normal place on a hill complete with a fence where normal thoughts reside. Its rather empty.
So yeah, its a big ball of wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey... stuff.
A world where things are in constant, irrelevant motion. A world where things are not set in stone. A city could be raised in a matter of seconds, and disappear in less amount of time. I'm weird like that.
It looks quite reddish and evil, and there is a massive tower in the distance. Oh, and I? I am the thing the Darkness fears, and evil so great that even darkness itself shall quake in my presence.
My mind is a river, always flowing, expanding, and branching out. Each little drop of water is a thought, an idea, a fact, an emotion, a desire, a fear, a theory. Although it does slow down and obstacles are in its way, no dam can block it, although many things from the world enter it, no substance can pollute it.
Imagine this: a field in France during WW2. A battlefield littered with dead bodys that represent my fucked up childhood. The bullets being fired form the guns representing my ADHD, a never ending sea of stringing topic to topic through the blood of the combatants. It's always night time with a fullmoon, representing how dark the world truly is.
...well, okay no, but wouldn't that be awesome?
To be honest, my mental landscape is pretty expansive, but the place I tend to hang out most is <url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I2cLluTtiCI>here. Yes, occasionally with the girl included.
Sometimes it combines with the least-creepy overtones of that moon scene in Majora's Mask, to form as close as I can imagine to a certain part of the Blessed Fields of Elysium.
The rest tends to be in constant flux. I actually like flying around in a desert every so often, and when I can get over my fear of deep water, I like swimming as though through air.
A solitary locked door. What lies behind it constantly changes, depending on my mindset at that particular moment. I know it's not much, but I never really gave much thought to what my mind is like, visually.