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"I've tried peering into myself once again to chart my own mind, knowing that there are regions beyond reality that now bend to my will. I hid behind what I thought was my ultimate form to stare into the scrying mirror, to see past known reality, to see past myself. After some intense focus and stubborn determination, my own reflection dissolved and I tore into a space that I struggle to navigate whenever I breech into it. The meta-reality my own mind has crafted."

"I've taken the liberty to artistically represent what it was i saw, and have some real analogs for reference. This map from left to right represents decreasing control. From bottom to top, increasing awareness to the point of full reality. Somewhere within regions of control, I can forcibly conjure things, either willingly or unwillingly."

"The citadel, is the region of highest control and awareness. Deep in tends to coincide with my strongholds, where the borders of reality are at its weakest. Its immediate vicinity are conceptual structures hardened against what lies beyond, security measures ferocious and vigilant about to tightly control what goes in and out."

"Deep in the unconscious control is the Abyss of Conjuration. Somehow within there is a mangled sense of self that strangely feels natural to me. A mess of limbs, organs where arcane luminescence is the only light source, piecing together vastly more structured and elegant forms pushed higher up into the realm of consciousness."

"The middle region, high awareness yet slipping control is the Sea of Imagination. In there are my plans and day dreams. Worlds that I long to see, be it explored or forged by my cosmic might. Constructs of awe, wonder and violence. Visions that are yet to be and are long gone."

"Beneath the Sea of Imagination is the Sea of Data. A mess of concepts half formed and represented, all broken down into an intermingling of discretized and continuous data types. A mess of sound and sight, brought into the form of sinusoid waves and discretized letters and numbers. Unbroken hexadecimal seemed as an apt way to depict it, alongside a faded appearance to show its analog components."

"To the right, is the void as I know it. A true unknown beyond my control. This is a threshold where splinters begin from a conceptual and immaterial stand point. My portrayal of its borders betrays Artemisia's account of what she saw. Walled structures once prevented immaterial versions of me from spilling over to become their new persons, fluttering into that unknown that I decided has to be painted white. Truly however, what's there lacks any consistency as its attributes constantly roil and change. Even its appearance for me to pin down, constantly shifts, and even in the broadest sense, that only an altered state of mind finding patterns where there aren't may be the only thing that can make sense of it." - Terlynn Gemini

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"I've tried peering into myself once again to chart my own mind, knowing that there are regions beyond reality that now bend to my will. I hid behind what I thought was my ultimate form to stare into the scrying mirror, to see past known reality, to see past myself. After some intense focus and stubborn determination, my own reflection dissolved and I tore into a space that I struggle to navigate whenever I breech into it. The meta-reality my own mind has crafted."

"I've taken the liberty to artistically represent what it was i saw, and have some real analogs for reference. This map from left to right represents decreasing control. From bottom to top, increasing awareness to the point of full reality. Somewhere within regions of control, I can forcibly conjure things, either willingly or unwillingly."

"The citadel, is the region of highest control and awareness. Deep in tends to coincide with my strongholds, where the borders of reality are at its weakest. Its immediate vicinity are conceptual structures hardened against what lies beyond, security measures ferocious and vigilant about to tightly control what goes in and out."

"Deep in the unconscious control is the Abyss of Conjuration. Somehow within there is a mangled sense of self that strangely feels natural to me. A mess of limbs, organs where arcane luminescence is the only light source, piecing together vastly more structured and elegant forms pushed higher up into the realm of consciousness."

"The middle region, high awareness yet slipping control is the Sea of Imagination. In there are my plans and day dreams. Worlds that I long to see, be it explored or forged by my cosmic might. Constructs of awe, wonder and violence. Visions that are yet to be and are long gone."

"Beneath the Sea of Imagination is the Sea of Data. A mess of concepts half formed and represented, all broken down into an intermingling of discretized and continuous data types. A mess of sound and sight, brought into the form of sinusoid waves and discretized letters and numbers. Unbroken hexadecimal seemed as an apt way to depict it, alongside a faded appearance to show its analog components."

"To the right, is the void as I know it. A true unknown beyond my control. This is a threshold where splinters begin from a conceptual and immaterial stand point. My portrayal of its borders betrays Artemisia's account of what she saw. Walled structures once prevented immaterial versions of me from spilling over to become their new persons, fluttering into that unknown that I decided has to be painted white. Truly however, what's there lacks any consistency as its attributes constantly roil and change. Even its appearance for me to pin down, constantly shifts, and even in the broadest sense, that only an altered state of mind finding patterns where there aren't may be the only thing that can make sense of it." - Terlynn Gemini