So what's your world like?

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I am hybernating in a flat, reading books, not able to pick up my paint brushes, dreaming of vast horizons, hoping to find a way out of lethargy and get to another continent. My only escape is getting in touch with the spirit world.

I am traveling with a female friend who starts to organize my day recently and reads the posts here with me. She has workd with children with special needs all her life, so she knows the tell tales of when I am sliding into depression or obsession.
I spent between 6 hrs and 8 a day on WP since I discovered it. The day passes by and feel frustrated I haven't 'done' anything productive.

I postpone the date i want to move out of the flat to go traveling to the north where I want to meet an Indian shaman.
The lack of money is a drawback and basically I felt trapped ever since I arrived here.

I can't make a healthy decision, and feel like crawling deep into my bed so I won't have to decide, I feel locked up here and yet travel scares me more than ever because of the noise in buses with vdos on during the ride.

My world centers around me going to work, putting videos up on Youtube, learning dreamweaver, and starting a class at CCRI so I can sit for the CompTIA Certification Exam.

My world is filled with Internet, music, photography, trying to stay in shape, that kind of thing.

in a nut shell, CHAOTIC!

Vast, if not particularly original.

mine is based on oblivion

my world? well, music, music, music just about sums it up. i live & breath music every day, it helps me! but i always get stuck in books most of the time!
i feel like i stand alone from everybody else, but i'm sure you guys feel the same from reading what you've sent.

My world isn't anything more specific than the ideas and thought in my head. I've always been far more interested in what I'm thinking than anything in the external world.

When I write I make up worlds and I'd love to be in them, though.

I've got a lot of worlds. I'm always thinking up stories, and usually I'm daydreaming.

They're like fantasy worlds, only with less normal fantasy creatures. I've got a few dragons in there , though. But they aren't the stereotypical lizardy dragons. Some have fur, some are tiny, others look like giant ferrets almost.

One creature in particular looks like a turtle, with a shell and flippers. Only it's shell opens up like a beetles, and while it swims a bunch of feathery gills/ food-strainer thingies pop out from underneath. I made it have horns that pop out, too1

my world is one of perpetual intrigue.

i always wish to delineate my observations with rational analysis.

eg:
i see leaves rustling in the breeze, and i wonder about the invisible air currents that are causing this.

i look at the "lie of the land" and wonder about whether certain hot places cause updrafts and other cooler places cause downdrafts and i try to approximate a convectional pattern in my head and then look at the leaves again to see if my expectations match what i am seeing.

i may be with company walking along and they may be talking to me, but i do not hear them.

someone may tell me things as i am walking, but if i see a crack in the footpath, i look at the concrete and judge it's mixture, and then look around to see evidence of subsidence ...etc....etc....

that commands my consciousness more than a persons voice.

when i walk through a public place, there are many voices that are all going at the same time.

sometimes when i go for bushwalks, i hear a tree full of twittering birds, and i can not make sense of it.
that is exactly the same as i feel in public places with people's voices.

i love my animal friends and am more happy with them than any human.

in the daytime i have lots of wild birds come to me.
there are 6 kookaburra's and 2 magpies and 7 noisy minors and 2 currawongs and lots of lorrikeets and six rosellas and 4 cockatoos and 2 butcher birds that come to my house every day and they hang with me and watch me in my yard.

in the late afternoon, i have 6 wild mice that are all very eager to be fed some seeds, and they all come to me because they trust me.
later, i have 4 brush tailed possums that i pet who are like my pets.

i scratch and tickle them and talk my autistic baby stuff like "oooh de schnooky wooky wooos wanna lil scratchy watchy ?. yessss. dat's a fluffy lil boyyyyyyy... yes" to them and they look in my eyes.

how sweet they are.

humans are not like that.
humans have always an "angle" and they think about "justice" and "propriety".

i do not feel connected with many people.

i have 2 male friends who are mainly telephonic, and 2 female friends who are very dysfunctional, and a girlfriend who is MFA (high MFA but still not HFA). she is like one of my innocent animal friends.

my world is very tiny.
i do not think of friends ever until they ring.
i always go out and see my animal friends.

i think of musical compositions a lot of the time.
i can compose to a dripping tap.
i rarely want to show others what i have created, even though i am happy with it.
but sometimes i will show my created things if it is in context with what they are talking about.

i like to imagine visual mathematics and apply mathematical inevitabilities to visual ideas like pattern developments using functions (4d patterning)

i am happy in my little walled off slice of the earth.

i never feel lonely.
i never feel embarrassed.
i never feel guilty.
i never feel proud.
i never feel jealous.
i never feel "connected" with society.
i do not have higher emotions and i am glad.

nt people cry very much more than i will ever cry.
i can stamp my feet in a tantrum about an obstacle, but NT's are terribly smashed around by their higher emotions.

there is a developed super ego in most nt's. it is like the "voice of society" that makes them feel "guilty" or "proud" about actions they perform (it is conditioning i think).

it makes them feel justified and deserved to have a place in society (or the opposite in the case of guilt)
it seems they spend lots of their energy in that place.

but i do not care what anyones attitudes are.
i will do as i please, and i am always law abiding, and that is all i have to be.

if someone is fat, she is fat.
i do not care if she is upset at me saying it.
it is true.

truthful reporting of well reasoned observations is what i am comfortable to say.

i do not care what their reaction is.
i have told the truth and that is all that matters to me.

a lot of people seem scared of what i am about to say.

but i do not say much, so that is some comfort to those people.

my world is a boring (to everyone else) little microcosm with one permanent inhabitant... me.