Reading American Gods. Makes sense. Fuck of a lot more real than crossing the wall through the careful stylized universe in The Fountainhead, even if they both call honor.
wow we like those paintings, both for different reasons. The second one because it disorientated us and we thought for a moment we were looking at the universe from somewhere else. And the first because the greens are just awesome!
In our world there are forests like in the second one. We love them, we carry them in our heart.
It is looking from somewhere else. Just outside of reality. Where every step changes your perspective and in the fractal you see three at once of everything around you. Where the ground drops away and you sight an anchor and fly.
Oh, like when we came here. Stepping beyond the ... like the um... threads of that reality and then into another one and as you do the whole world shifts And what is is not and is and is not.
We would step onto the webbing to travel. Become the webbing that the whole world is strung upon, and Become ourself/Imoh again somewhere else.
The forests, the bottom one, the top one is the wrong colour, but the forests of the Seakhinga, my grandfather's people are like your bottom painting. Maybe wilder, but the colour, ok it isn't literally right but the sense is right, and the curves and the shapes.
what is my world like? Real. lol! Not a fairytale, not perfect. Real. Smelly, few people bathe much *grins* And ...
Nah, turned my computer on. Gonna have a WHINGE to my fave internet community about Zoe. Not the dog herself but the "friends" of Kite's who were going to take her at the weekend. PISSED OFF!!!
Besides it is 11 in the morning here, spose I had better stay outta bed huh?
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Date: 2010-03-29 12:34 pm (UTC)And the first because the greens are just awesome!
In our world there are forests like in the second one. We love them, we carry them in our heart.
Never read American gods, but it sounds good.
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Date: 2010-03-30 12:11 am (UTC)There are? ...How?
It is looking from somewhere else. Just outside of reality. Where every step changes your perspective and in the fractal you see three at once of everything around you. Where the ground drops away and you sight an anchor and fly.
What kind of place is your world?
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Date: 2010-03-30 12:42 pm (UTC)We would step onto the webbing to travel. Become the webbing that the whole world is strung upon, and Become ourself/Imoh again somewhere else.
The forests, the bottom one, the top one is the wrong colour, but the forests of the Seakhinga, my grandfather's people are like your bottom painting. Maybe wilder, but the colour, ok it isn't literally right but the sense is right, and the curves and the shapes.
what is my world like? Real. lol! Not a fairytale, not perfect. Real. Smelly, few people bathe much *grins* And ...
will answer more when it isn't so late at night.
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Date: 2010-03-31 12:47 am (UTC)Yes! That's how I ran us back from Scotland, once.
J-t is not good at painting wildness. Maybe I can teach her. >:)
I love forest more than I can say. Your grandfather's people's forest sounds beautiful.
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Date: 2010-03-31 12:52 am (UTC)you must be online at the moment :-)
I am glad you understood what I meant by travelling on the webbing.
Yes, my grandfather's people's forest is beautiful. So not like anything in Australia ever!
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Date: 2010-03-31 12:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-31 01:03 am (UTC)I would stay and chat but mum is about to chuck me off the computer *grins*
I could always turn on mine but so tired!
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Date: 2010-03-31 01:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-31 01:24 am (UTC)PISSED OFF!!!
Besides it is 11 in the morning here, spose I had better stay outta bed huh?
*grins*
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Date: 2010-03-31 01:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-31 02:25 am (UTC)