#headspace

Headspace Chatter:

“Son of a hot pocket!”

Everyone in front, who is high as fuck btw:

@quicksilver008 asked me(a long time ago in a galaxy called the milky way):

If you were to describe your mental headspace as a physical location, like a room or environment, what would it look like? What would be there?

It would be a very tall tower that was built in white bricks. Along the walls is there a staircase with a beautiful handrail in metal that spiral up along the walls of the tower up to the top (it would look something like this). There would also be bookcases and huge windows along the staircase where you can gaze out on the beautiful landscapes outside that looks like they are taken from Tumblr nature/aesthetics posts(because they are).

In the middle would there be a huge construction that stretches to the top of the huge tower. It’s made out of wooden bricks with different shapes, sizes, and colours. Each brick is a metaphor of a piece of information, and they are twined together into this ever changing abstract formation that connects all the pieces of information in a very complex system. It is constantly changing because it falls new information bricks through holes in the walls all the time, and is then picked up by a small crab/spider like creatures. The new information brick is then being placed in a spot where it fits perfectly with the other bricks by the crabspiders. However, if the brick does not fit in the system will either (1) a small or bigger part be rearranged for the new pice to fit, or (2) it will be trashed (all done by the crabspiders). It all depends on the quality of the brick. This construction has a core structure which hardly ever changes and is basically how I see the world.

(I later realised that this was an extremely metaphorically explanation of Ti)

There are also steampunk-ish machines placed all over the tower that sometimes spits out the weirdest creatures like these:

or these

…or this

There is also a 1meter tall red creature with huge eyes that is constantly shaking in the tower. It runs nervously around and starts screaming so loud from time to time that everything that is going on in the tower stops. The creature is called anxiety.

This was really interesting and fun to do, and I would love to see other bloggers do the same. If you want to, answer the question and tag me so I can reblog it.

we can be safe in our headspace, for as long as we need to.