....between desolation and diviinity."
I like em. There is a power to em. A way to tap into the mainline circuit of energy behind the turn of words being quoted.
Hearing one tells you exactly where the other person in, psychogeographically. Yeah, it's a term I've come to use. Being able to express, generally verbally, the time and place one's mind is inhabiting. It's like a city skyline to a narrative. Want to convey France? Insert the Eiffel Tower.
I've got my own set, you've got your's, we all have em. Sometimes, they move beyond the words themselves, past the time and place being referenced, turning into a mental iconography of THAT TIME and THAT PLACE being heard by the listener.
Go read what Hunter put forth and tell me it isn't true. If so, maybe it's just me. And yet I'm comfortable with that.
Anyways, the quote that begins this blog entry is my own psychogeographic landmark. It's as much a counter response to as it is an understanding of the Tolkien quote "Not all who wander are lost."
And times like these, I'll reservedly admit that it's only half true. I'm both lost and wandering. An honest assessment would lead to an analytical, honest answer that doesn't answer the follow up question of where to go from here. You ask anyone for advice on where they'd go, they're not answering you, but merely the younger version of themselves they imagine is asking.
Enough of this stream of consciousness philosophy (though I did warn you of it.). Semester's coming to a close soon and that means I can get back to writing my Eclipse Phase fiction. I've had the bearest of ghost images of yet developed ideas and coalescing through my head.