When I was small I liked imagining what it would be like if the floor and ceiling swapped places. Odd things like that are fun to think about. Odd things seem to be happening in my Photography Studio spontaneously, though, which is not as much fun. First there was that time displacement plumbing malfunction... wait - FIRST there was another problem I have not mentioned. For the past 7 months or so I've been shrinking. I'm not sure how far I'll shrink, but it seems to be an ongoing, if gradual, process. A little while ago I saw the vase rim sticking out of the floor - at first not knowing what it was. Last night I noted that the settee is now completely turned upside down. If this is related to an upset in the grid I hope it isn't like the warning rumbles of an earthquake.
On the one hand I want to ask Salazar about it as he has lived through gridquakes of shocking magnitude. However, I don't want to bring it up if it will be too traumatic for him. Luckily he doesn't read this blog so I can talk about it frankly. I wonder if his great grandmother's scanning device would reveal anything important.
I hope this is just unrelated weirdness, and has nothing to do with the Erase. Maybe it's related to the general peculiarities of Nova Albion now that it has so many denizens. Perhaps a sacrifice to the old god, Dwellnor, would ease some of the population stresses. Some think Dwellnor is asleep, but I don't. Dwellnor has many faces and although one aspect may seem to be slumbering, another is watching sharply.
I must talk to Ilia. Meanwhile I'll just tell Salazar I put the settee on the ceiling because it's the latest fashion. Men believe fashion is cabable of inspiring any degree of strangeness.
posted by - 2:21 PM
wWhen I was a kid I used to lie on the floor or wherever and look up at the ceiling, imagining if it was the floor. I would have to step over LARGE thresholds, and it was quite amusing passing the time in the reversed world. We had a set of books in which there were tiny humanoid creatures who lived in hollow trees, mushrooms, and various other places. I loved thinking of them and still do, with great affection. Now I SEE them in SL!
That's exactly what I would do, and, in fact I still do it. I've heard from others enough to know that it isn't an unusual thing, really - at least among people with active imaginations.
When I was a child I used to hold a mirror under my nose with it tilted down a bit, and only look at the mirror as I walked around the house very slowly. It gave the very eerie sensation of walking on the ceiling. Very very dangerous, but I never tripped. I think my brother gave me the idea.