I don't so much get that exactly, as the feeling that somewhen out there, there is an audience. That somewhere ages and ages hence someone is looking at a picture and thinking back on my time, or trying to imagine what this time that I'm in is like, and that there's some vague distant glimmer of awareness for them that Things Were Happening When That Picture Was Taken, I Wonder What Those Things Were And Who Those People Are.
I would so trample people with hooves of hot iron.
I think it must be oddly restful, being a tortoise. When you are not learning to fly.
(This present is attaining near-mythical proportions. I feel like, forty years down the road, it will live on in folktales. Like this keychain I have to send to Ro. *facepalms* I suck)
Oh, it's recursive time-vertigo. For me, anyway. Because it happened after I developed a habit of standing in front of a painting one office I worked in had- it was of the Flatiron Building in New York City, and I'd worked near there a while before. The painting was from when the Flatiron was new, so most of the details were fairly old-looking. Trying to imagine that scene to life was interesting... and then got more so when I was in the city next, and in front of the Flatiron again.
"I'm looking at someone's looking at me- but from which direction in time..."
Believe it or not, it makes sense in my head. I just can't explain it all that well.
YAY. Heater, Rami & I are plotting for ummm, this weekend, and if it's right after Thom and Xas get back then they can just go together (as requested) :D
It's going to be the "WE'RE PREGNANT!!" convo, so Thom will need lots of moral support.
(seriously, do me a favor and smack me metaphorically the next time caleb is about while I am online? We have meant to do War-Xas for AGES, and so if demonfamily does not pan out . . .)
There's probably a reason humans don't generally have very good fourth-dimensional perception. It's easier in general if we continue to believe time's arrow only flies one way.
But it's so much fun inducing headaches the other way.
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I feel like I'm waiting for the laugh track to start, or the sky to be pulled back, Rami!
Augh.
Unreality sucks.
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*curls up with*
I still have a present for you.
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Mostly I just feel like . . . an animatronic puppet, kinda? Wait, that's not right.
But did you ever get the feeling that somewhere out there, there is an audience?
It's kind of like that. But fortunately I'm not crazy enough to, like, actually try to rob a bank just to see if there are consequences.
Gah. I hate days like this.
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If only I were Om, the great and terrible.
I would so trample people with hooves of hot iron.
I think it must be oddly restful, being a tortoise. When you are not learning to fly.
(This present is attaining near-mythical proportions. I feel like, forty years down the road, it will live on in folktales. Like this keychain I have to send to Ro. *facepalms* I suck)
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I think I like your version better, in terms of--not being quite so immediately freaky, though it gives me a sense of time-vertigo.
Fun!
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...we could play 20 questions.
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Is it a breadbox?
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*cough*
I mean, no.
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Not exactly a blank 'Post a new comment' window in an unfamiliar journal.
"What the good gorram am I doin' here?"
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"I'm looking at someone's looking at me- but from which direction in time..."
Believe it or not, it makes sense in my head. I just can't explain it all that well.
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<.<
Lynne . . .
Does Xas want to come to a Family of Sin dinner?
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AHAHAHA.
I want him to!
And he'd go, because he likes people.
And.
Um.
kindasortalikesfamilyevenwhenit'sfuckedup.
*cough*
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Nope!
(ahahaha, also? you should fear.)
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Dude.
Ow. Yeah, I think I get it. Or my version of it, which--given that I am not in your brain, is probably the closest we'll get.
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*waves*
*looks around for feathers*
I think--I think you may have gotten lost in cyberspace.
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It's going to be the "WE'RE PREGNANT!!" convo, so Thom will need lots of moral support.
. . .
Raguel and/or War may visit.
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Is it sparkly?
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Fun times!
(seriously, do me a favor and smack me metaphorically the next time caleb is about while I am online? We have meant to do War-Xas for AGES, and so if demonfamily does not pan out . . .)
And this weekend works for me, yes. whee!
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Nope! It IS colorful, though.
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But it's so much fun inducing headaches the other way.