#imagined world

[enzowww]

4.4.2020 by ArtofReza on DeviantArt

The amazing illustration also presents an imaginable world, it's inspiring me a lot, appreciate!

This picture is similar to the world I saw during the fall in my dream, but it's not that complicated. What I imagined is a huge mountain in the center part, it is combined with the castle structure house, and has a way of expression like the fantasy, endless, virtual but real, and full of the absurd world in the M.C.Escher illustration.

[songcatcher08]

Year of the Flood

[hotangrybruises]

o friend, my friend

when you came over that night and talked about what you were planning, i didn’t believe it, and how could I? it was so crazy, so extreme, and you always loved to make waves and push the radical buttons. i thought your plans were just another hypothetical.

a week later you were on the news. your face was everywhere. you, your brother, his friends, you were all there, all your faces in my face, and they were saying you had done it, done exactly what you told me you were going to do. i had known. you told me. and right away i thought i could have stopped it, but that isn’t true. even if i had told someone you would have succeeded. we both know that.

i should have been disgusted, i should have felt guilty, i should have cried, but none of those feelings manifested. all i had was a touch of awe for your conviction, and a hollow feeling of something i couldn’t grasp that i had lost because i never had it and never would.

now they will kill you because you are guilty, and they are barbarians with pretensions of civilization. i was never even called to the stand.

[beautyliesinmovieposters-b-blog1]

E.T Imagined World alternative movie poster designed by Andy Fairhurst

[cryomorphsdk]

"When your soul suffer from dark life, throw yourself into imagined world, your world." Time to start another story...

Nightwish - Storytime (Imaginaerum)

It was the night before When all through the world No words, no dreams Then one day A writer by a fire Imagined all of Gaia Took a journey into a child-man's heart A painter on the shore Imagined all the world Within a snowflake on his palm Unframed by poetry A canvas of awe Planet Earth falling back into the stars I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A silent kite against the blue, blue sky, Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real, Every memory that you hold dear I am the journey I am the destination I am the home The tale that reads you A way to taste the night The elusive high Follow the madness Alice you know once did Imaginarium, a dream emporium Caress the tales And they will dream you real A storyteller's game Lips that intoxicate The core of all life Is a limitless chest of tales I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A silent kite against the blue, blue sky Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man Searching heavens for another Earth Never-Land Innocence Dreams of every man (Ooo, o-o) Never-Land Innocence Every man Peter Pan Neverland Innocence Dreams of every man (Ooo, o-o) Never-Land Innocence Every man Peter Pan I am the voice of Never, Never Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A silent kite against the blue, blue sky, Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear

[occasionalwriter-blog]

Growth

He forced the realisation of his true age upon himself again and again.  In his mind, unless he was forced himself to remember that yes, he had indeed aged with the world, he was still seventeen, not thirty.

He found that he had to snap out of it and remember most when he was in a state of lust.  He found himself, not having changed his habits much since school, lusting after girls the age he himself was mentally stuck in.  Until he realised that they were still girls and he was now a man.

‘They look older every year’ he’d tell himself, despite knowing that really, ‘they’ look the same age now as they always did, he’d just started viewing them through an ever ageing viewpoint.  The ‘god, you’re so young!’ he’d come out with really meant ‘am I really that much older?’

So he forced himself to realise his true age so he wouldn’t get carried away, so he wouldn’t get himself into a situation he wouldn’t be able to get out of - so he could start doing ‘grown up things’ for real instead of going through the motions and pretending to do grown up things.

Small steps, he told himself before he started living the life he was pretending to live.  He liked how he felt wearing a suit - like he was one of those ‘powerful’ men he’d see going to and from work when he was on his way to school, so he saved up and got a suit made - if he was going to wear one every day and he liked how he felt in an off-the-rack suit, he imagined he’d feel even better in a bespoke one.  He did.

He drank wine at professional events and beer at social ones, and hearing all about the floral notes, the undertones and the terroir, he decided to educate himself and start appreciating wine more.  Until then, he knew what he liked and what he didn’t like, but never really thought about why he liked one wine and disliked another.  Initially he’d chalked it up to the colour, then the grape, then the region, until he had a mental map of what he liked and the multitude of factors that affected his tastes.  He started having conversations with those he’d considered ‘in the know’ and found that not only could he understand what they were talking about, it was mainly crap.  Since he had educated himself ‘formally’ only on the terminology but all the rest was according to his personal tastes, he found himself disagreeing with their regurgitated likes and dislikes.  He wasn’t jumping on a wine critic’s bandwagon, he was making his mind up about his tastes.

He had started to change, and wasn’t sure whether he was changing for himself or for others, but didn’t mind - he liked the change.

[other-wordly]

Are there words out there that mean an entire imagined world inside of your head? Sort of like brainchild, but more vast?

Sort of. I have paracosm, a detailed imaginary world that often features people, animals, or alien creatures, but it pretty specifically refers to such an imaginary world that is created by a child or young person. I don't have a word that's for a world created by adults. I'm sorry! That's the best I've got.