mind dimensions

Friendly Competition

Nino stops dead in his tracks as his eyes land on their kitchen table.

“Adrien. You know I love you, but there are some things I can’t handle.”  Nino shakes his head as he walks past the table where there are playing mats and two decks of brown cards set before his boyfriend and empty chair opposite him. Nino heads to the fridge instead. Adrien lets out a huff as he pushes himself to turn to face him.

“But! But you said that you’d never played duel monsters before! The only reasonable course of action was to—”

“Adrien. We’ve been over this. Just because I haven’t done something before doesn’t mean that you have to blow a lot of money just to make it happen.”

“But this is an important step of your childhood that you missed out on! Besides you bought me the whole discography of Zedd when I said that I’d never heard of him before. You have no room to talk.”

The refrigerator door slams. A can of soda in his hand, Nino sends Adrien a glare. “That man is a musical genius and I’m still insulted that you didn’t know who he was. Besides that was only two CDs. I can guarantee that they cost me less than those cards and fancy mats cost you.”

“I’ll have you know that this cost me absolutely nothing. I bought them when I was younger.” Adrien crosses his arms over his chest and matches Nino’s gaze head on. They square off for at least a few seconds before Nino heaves a sigh and slumps his shoulders in exaggerated defeat.

“Fine.” Adrien lets out a cheer as Nino collapses in the empty chair across from his boyfriend.

“This is going to be so much fun Nino! I swear to you on all of my nine lives that you will never regret this.”

“I’m pretty sure that you’re down to five at this point, but I guess there’s no reason to split hairs over it.” Nino lets out a laugh as he pops open the can and takes a sip. Setting the can down he chuckles. “You know that you’re a major dork right?”

Adrien laughs as he goes to scratch at the back of his neck. “Yeah.” He pauses to look down at the table. Nino frowns as nearly visible clouds cast a shadow of doubt on Adrien’s previously sunny face.

Nino knows that this side of Adrien is still new and vulnerable. That it wasn’t until a couple of years ago that he even admitted to liking things that weren’t considered ‘normal’ by society’s so-called standards. Things that Gabriel Agreste would certainly never have approved of if Adrien had ever been open about them.

But, no matter how Nino jokes about it, he loves this side of his boyfriend. Everything about Adrien seems to amplify when he talks about things that he loves. His hands move in grander motions. His smile widens so far that there are times that Nino wonders if his face could break. And the light in his eyes…

Nino would do anything to make it glimmer as brightly as it does in those moments.

“But, I suppose that’s why I love you.” Nino reaches across the table to ruffle blonde locks. Adrien lets out a startled yelp as he hurries to rearrange the disarray left behind by Nino’s hand.

“Love you, too,” Adrien mumbles. He attempts to act disgruntled, but the smile is far too goofy to be convincing.

And, just like that, the clouds have disappeared and it’s as if the sun as returned full force yet again. Nino’s breath is stolen a beat later. It takes almost a full minute for him to find it again, and when he does he has to clear his throat before he can speak again.

“I hope you realize that, just because I’m a beginner, it doesn’t mean that I’ll go easy on you.”

Adrien’s laugh fills the room and Nino swears that it’s the most beautiful melody that he’s ever heard. 

Your entire being is filled with memories of events, times, and places that you have only just begun to realize. You have been trained to focus on what you expect to see, disregarding anything that does not fit your beliefs. As the pressure from the accelerated energy builds, you will have to make space and unclutter the “stuff” inside–the unprocessed emotions and old fearful vibrations stored in and between your cells, atoms, bones, muscles, tissues, and organs, and in your DNA. Every area of your body is imbued with memory. Visualize yourself as flexible, organized, spacious, and clear, with the flow of accelerated energy moving easily thoughout your physical body and, in turn, enhancing your life.

~Path of Empowerment~

Barbara Marciniak

Three absolutely true things about each MBTI type personified

ESFP: Talks even when they do not. Has the best clothes. Secretly goth.

ISFP: Observing you always. Has a life degree in social psychology. Could kill you, but probably will not.

ESTP: Born from an explosion. Can use everything as a weapon. Hobbes include fighting gorillas in space.

ISTP: Built a space shuttle with dental floss and a cap gun. Lobbies new laws just to break them. The only person to break into Fort Knox AND Area 51.

ENFP: Can transform into a Pegasus at will. Is your friend, so deal with it. Grows hugs in their backyard.

INFP: Happiest kind of sad. Bleeds kittens. Disney princess by night.

ENFJ: Delegated peace between Star Trek and Star Wars. Does charity work after every meal. Requires no less than a ten-person audience when doing these kind of things.

INFJ: Knows things 45+ minutes before they happen. Reads minds. Travels dimensions when nobody is looking.

ESFJ: Knows what is best for you. Is the parent of everybody. Can absorb emotions through osmosis.

ISFJ: Has fresh cookies on stand-by. Cares for the children of their vanquished enemies. Hugs themselves sometimes.

ESTJ: Eats pain for breakfast. Makes flowers wilt by walking near them. Once made The Rock and Chuck Norris cry on the same day.

ISTJ: Actually married to Lady Law. Organizes their lint by color. Has friends, but does not know it.

ENTP: Is roommates with Satan. Plays golf as a contact sport. Punches stone walls for fun.

INTP: Can recite Pi to the Aleph Null. Can clone a banana, but not peal one. Would rewire an electrical system before changing a lightbulb.

ENTJ: Brushes their teeth with a chainsaw. Kills people with a single glare. Knocked out a train with one kick.

INTJ: Already knew that, and everything else. Is better than you. Allergic to feelings.

  • mom: the baby's about to say it's first words!!!
  • baby: y...y..
  • mom: come on, spit it out
  • baby: y.... you...you unlock this door with the key of imagination, beyond it is another dimension. A dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into . . . The Twilight Zone.
  • Hollywood, 1939. Amidst the glitz and the glitter of a bustling young movie town at the height of its golden age, the Hollywood Tower Hotel was a star in its own right. A beacon for the show business elite. Now, something is about to happen that will change all that.
  • The time is now, on an evening very much like the one we have just witnessed. Tonight's story in The Twilight Zone is somewhat unique and calls for a different kind of introduction. This, as you may recognize, is a maintenance service elevator, still in operation, waiting for you. We invite you, if you dare, to step aboard because in tonight's episode you are the star. And this elevator travels directly to . . . The Twilight Zone.
DSoD Review Art (9) : The Vessel for the Universe

Kaiba’s obsession with Atem got me thinking: Why did he create the ‘fake’ archrival in the beginning while he’s trying to discover the real Millennium Puzzle?

I firmly believe Atem’s hologram is a 'key plot device’, along with the Millennium Puzzle itself.

Holographic Atem is the materialization of all Kaiba’s memories and other datas. Still, Kaiba finds something wrong with the creature his cerebral data has made. ATEM WASN’T THERE. Thus he says : “You’re merely a CLOWN wandering in my head after all, aren’t you?”

His quote leads to another question: what was missing with the hologram that seems to be a miraculously perfect replica of Atem?

With this question in mind, let’s think about the reassembled Millennium Puzzle.

It finally got all the pieces together, but THERE WASN’T ATEM any more. The puzzle used to be like his own 'body’ that contained his soul, but the soul has already gone.

This is the similarity between these two; the holographic Atem is a coagulation of the pieces of Seto and other people’s memories, just like the empty Millennium Puzzle is a simple reassembly of all the pieces it morphologically needed. Both the hologram and the puzzle needed something so crucial: ATEM’S SOUL.

This might be the view which is called 'mind-body dualism’ that has made stark contrast with the 'strong AI theory’ for the last several decades, which has persisted that one day machine could completely replicate human brains and even the individuality.

And here, both the hologram of Atem and the Millennium Puzzle hints a substantially profound message : The things we physically experience and remember don’t, maybe can never, fully explain the REAL ATTRIBUTES of a human mind & soul. 

To put it the other way around, the 'real’ Atem that Kaiba has been eager to meet once again may represent the TRUE ASPECT of human consciousness, and further, the TRUTH OF THE UNIVERSE that we live in.

(Continued in my future review…)


“You unlock this door with the key of imagination, beyond it is another dimension. A dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You have just crossed over into … The Twilight Zone." 

The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror is located at the Disney Hollywood Studios in Walt Disney World Resort in Orlando, Florida. At the end of Sunset Boulevard looms the imposing Hollywood Tower Hotel. It’s 13 stories high (naturally) and is home to the Twilight Zone Tower of Terror a high speed thrill ride, that sends you falling down 13 stories.


They’re just naturally cute ♡