Wednesday, December 31st, 2008 | Author: Mystical
Prof Fruitcake asked:
Describe your surroundings. What do you see? What is the weather like? Are you with other people or alone?
Where are you going?
Add other details if you can.
Lost Paradise: My elderly aunt, who fancies herself a psychologist, says this scenario reflects how you feel about your life in general.
Thank you, every one, for sharing.
These scenes here are very beautiful.
And V….. I did leave out the part about the bear.
Very few mention any type of wildlife which is usually abundant in the forest. Is that significant?
CLIFF
Describe your surroundings. What do you see? What is the weather like? Are you with other people or alone?
Where are you going?
Add other details if you can.
Lost Paradise: My elderly aunt, who fancies herself a psychologist, says this scenario reflects how you feel about your life in general.
Thank you, every one, for sharing.
These scenes here are very beautiful.
And V….. I did leave out the part about the bear.
Very few mention any type of wildlife which is usually abundant in the forest. Is that significant?
CLIFF
Category: Mystical Forest
this is not the psych section.
I’m ***** and surrounded by ***** people. And they are all running towards me. Ack, do I scream for joy or for fear? I don’t know!
I see ponies and rainbows.
Keith Richards is there, and he is holding a big bag of puppies.
I can’t see the forest because there’s too many damn trees!
Well, there’s this guy named Grissom…
And a watch.
Which forest. I have walked through a few of them.
I see a giant snake smoking a cigar and rolling a glazed doughnut down a hill, and my mother is dressed up like Abraham Lincoln…
i am alone and ona path sourounded by beatiful trees and i can hear the creak down the way ..it is fall and i am headed to a stump to sit and think …i love the woods
The sun is low in the crisp morning air. The air is still, only the sound of the morning birds pierces the silence. Leaves crunch in your wake with every step. You shiver in the chill as the Autumn sunrise sets in, stretching it’s hand of light across all it can see. You press onwards up the hill, the top is very near. A few strenuous breathes later, you arrive at your destination. The sky is cloudless, and green exists as far as the eye can see. The world is beautiful in the stillness, and you almost forget you exist.
I am sitting here in my office chair and I see the computer monitor and a bunch of junk I need to clean up and throw in the trash.
I am alone, all alone.
I am going to bed shortly.
The weather is a little chilly in here, it is 68 degrees. That is chilly for me in Texas.
I am sitting here answering a question I do not feel should be in R & S.
I see pine trees, moderately spaced, flat ground with a pine needle carpet. A bit chilly but not uncomfortable, no rain or snow but a bit misty. Alone. No particular place to go, just on a walk.
umm…Walking through a forest what do I see? Umm lets see trees maybe? Im alone….or am I? I hear foot steps! clouds start to darken the sky and a cool wind blows through my hair….
I don’t walk “thru” forest’s, I walk through them.
What is the test ? I’m a psychologist and I only see someone putting out a fictional scenario for people to input whatever they can dream up.
Fictional Writing 101
I am walking through the forest because my motorcycle ran out of gas or my mountain bike has a flat tire. There are lots of hills. The trails are small.
I am alone. its a beautiful warm sunny day wish a slight breeze. it is slightly darker where I am walking because I am under the canopy of the evergreen trees, but the sun comes through in little patches as the wind gently blows the tree branches. I am walking toward a bright sunny meadow. it has tall grass and wildflowers. in the middle is a slight hill and its got short grass. I am heading towards that hill to lay on it and gaze at the clouds. it smells like earth and flowers and pine. its very serene both in the forest and in the meadow.
It is very peaceful with small dried brushes cracking under my feet. I see limited green plants surrounded by winter stripped thin trees. I can see green fields from a distance. The wheater is mild but frosty. I am not wearing a coat as I walk alone thinking and enjoying the view. I do not want to leave out of the woods, for I am meditating and thinking. I am overwhelmed by the sure peace I feel as the earth screams out at me, Be still!! It is so surreal, for I am in Germany. I can sense it, though I do not know it for sure.
Ok, I am in a forest. I see a lot of trees and the ground is covered in leaves. It is fall and the leaves are red and orange. It is partly cloudy. I see a lot of sticks and pinecones too, and also broken branches, and I see some narrow paths all over the place that people made before me. I also see a little stream and some old bottles thrown around. I am walking alone. I am not going anwhere. I am wandering trying to find beauty in the woods and trying to find some connection to my life. The leaves are changing, perhaps I am too.
Okay, I am walking through a lush rich green forest, I am alone. I see wildflowers, and a streaming brook, I can hear the water flowing over the rocks. The sun is streaming through the trees causing patches of sunlight on the ground. There is a path cut through the forest, I don’t know where it leads but my curiosity causes me to follow it. I feel absolute peace and serenity.
The forest is a mix or Evergreens, Oak, Joshua Trees, Maple and Alder, with a scattering of wild apples.
The land is mountainous with low brush and wild grasses giving way to stands of poppies and desert daisies. At some spots the bare rock shows through in colors of white, red and gray.
The sky is slightly overcast, but mostly it is a sunny day. The occasional Raven, Crow, and Hawk can be seen as well as a humming bird and some jays and a few sparrows.
I’m walking with my wife and our two dogs on our way to a camp out and drumming circle, we each have two drums as well as a bag of smaller hand instruments As we walk we are throwing back and forth a little rhythmn we made up on the spur of the moment.
I immediately find my way out of the forest, and head to Starbucks for a coffee, then into Barnes and Noble where I grab a few good books and sit down on a squishy chair.
I see trees, all types of them, and rocks everywhere. There’s also ferns, and moss on the rocks and trees. The weather is cloudy and overcast, like it’s about to rain. And there’s nobody else around; it’s dead silent, except for maybe the sound of a stream in the backround. I’m going to my house. It’s late afternoon, cold but not windy at all.
I saw a tree fall but all I heard was the sound of one hand clapping. And where it landed, left a giant impression that looked like a butterfly shaped ink stain.
sun rays breaking through the high trees! not much scrub on the bottom ,just fermenting leaves! and paris hilton making out with a bear under a bush! hah!
I am alone… there’s a slight breeze to make the warm day all the more wonderful. The leaves are falling around me so I raise my hands heavenward and spin happily in circles until I become so dizzy I have to sit down- giggling.
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I would like to dig for truffles or gather other mushrooms to add to a salad later- but I never did learn how to identify the poisonous ones darn it.
After I explore awhile, I take a journal out of my backpack and my Bible out of the ***** pack I literally wear everywhere I go, as well as my MUVO voice recorder- this would be a great spot to get some Bible studying done. And if the mood hits, I can write some poems and record some songs of praise. I love writing songs but I don’t know how to write music lol, so if I want to remember them I have to sing them (just cover your ears
This was fun, thanks. Now I want to drive out to my “farm” (83 acres of mostly woods in the middle of nowhere in WV)
I see lots of green up above me from the trees. The air is slighlty chilly and there is a mist, but it’s mostly peaceful. I’m alone, and I’m going nowhere. The forest is the destination. I’m enjoying it’s beauty.
Walking through Cairn Wood (alone).. It’s winter, cold and the trees look bleak and bald. But I like the feeling of their company, they block out the chill wind and I feel that no matter which direction I wander, I won’t get lost and I never have.
That’s a great question. I think I will wake-up my wife and ask her. —- On second thought, (good thing I read the rest of your question) … Where I am I going? I would be going to get in trouble.
1. What do I see? A major pathway, and then as I look closer I see several more narrow pathways. At first I think they are “animal” paths. But as I look closer I realize a person could choose any of those paths and still probably get to a watering hole – so to speak.
2. What is the weather? I am getting old and now I seem to have read “What is the “whether”. Whether or not those other paths will also lead to a “Heaven”, or heavely watering hole — so to speak.
3. Are you with people? My dreams always include people. My sister says “Wayne, you can’t stand to be alone, you should be like me and be able to entertain yourself; then you wouldn’t need people and you wouldn’t have to be so disappointed when they act “ugly”"
Conclusion about a forest or our lives or even a war:
“If it’s not worth dying for, it is not worth living for”. In Vietnam we always pumped up our courage by chanting that slogan.
— Chagrin –
you are only asking half the question the rest of this story tells you how you handle that life!
you come across a bear, do you fight the bear or run from it.
you come to a pool is it shallow? wide? do you have to swim it if so do you or do you go around it?
see what I mean!
It’s cold, and bright green. There is mist and it is very magical and mystical. There are mysterious forest creatures around, but other than that I am alone. It’s somewhat dark, but afternoon. I am wearing little, if any, clothing. I don’t know where I am going, but that does not bother me. I look forward to finding out.
When I took this test seriously:
I’d simply see a nice clear sky and it’s just me and my girlfriend (whoever and wherever she may be *sigh*) I’m just holding hands with her as we happily walk home together surrounded by nice tall trees and the sound of some casual forest animals.
When I took this test lightly:
I would not just be with my girlfriend, I would be with a small group of traveling adventurers. The forest is enchanted and we are just about to engage an extremely hostile monster. The trees would have a mysterious magical air about them.
The creature we are about to fight is a fearsome wyvern with dark blue-green scales, a frill lined with four long horns, a tri-spiked tail, sharp teeth, poisoned claws, another long horn on its snout, a vast pair of wings, and finally an intense acidic breath.
I am a magician, a master of devastating offensive spells and elemental sorcery who can annihilate the opposition with tremendous power, though cannot equally withstand such damage. My girlfriend is a healer, a benevolent servant who supports the party with healing powers and strengthens her allies with her prayers. My other companions include my sister, who is a ninja and an expert in silent assasination, illusion, stealth, martial arts, and ninjutsu. The leader of the group is a skilled, hard-bodied swordsman whom I met and is often the one who recklessly charges in any monstrous encounter without thinking. Finally, there’s his partner, a female hunter who is armed with a fatal mastery of the bow and arrow and can shoot through the most heavily guarded defenses with her keen and precise eyesight.
The trees are very dense, very shadowed and a little cold, but there are rays of sunlight that occasionally make their way to the forest floor. The weather is calm, perhaps a slight breeze to rustle the leaves at the tops of the trees. I am alone, and I have no idea where I am going. Just wandering and enjoying the views, the smells, the sounds.
It’s a beautiful fall day. I see the trees gently blowing in the wind. There are some leaves that have already fallen on the ground. Along side of me there is a small steam. The air is not hot, or cold. It is just a crisp autumn day. I am alone, just out for a stroll, exploring. I see/hear the creatures of the forest moving around me. I am not afraid. I am at peace.
)o( Blessed Be!
When I went to bed last night I couldn’t get this scene out of my thoughts. I saw the trees, it was after a rain. The sun was glistening on the wet leaves and the overlay of water left on the world around me. The sun was not the bright sun of noon, it was the sun of the sunset hour. Just enough light to illuminate the land, but it was going down enough to start showing the warm, beautiful, soothing, colors of sunset. Orange, magenta, and a brilliant purple filled the sky that was above me. All around me were the sounds of crickets, a hoot owl had just come out of his tree to greet the night. I felt welcomed into dreamland, and that’s where it led me. Thank you.
)o( Blessed Be! ~ An insomniac
I’m walking through a forest of white cedar and birch. There is a small brooke winding through it and I can hear the sound of a waterfall in the distance. Large, moss covered rocks are numerous. I am in the company of the forest spirits. I come to a place where the cedar and birch have become entwined over the years. I make an offering of sacred kinnikinnik (American Indian tobacco). I sit under these trees that my ancestors called Grandmother Cedar and Grandfather Birch. I sing an Ojibwa song of Thanks. . . and the Song of the Little People. I am at peace.
I see medium sized trees, blue sky (it isn’t very dense forest) and the forest floor with no ground cover. It feels very temperate with a slight refreshing breeze. I am alone, and I am not going any where in particular. I’m content to stay in the spot where I am at.
I’m alone. The forest is dense with huge trees and roots spread all over the ground, making it difficult to walk. There isn’t much light but it isn’t too dark. I’m climbing uphill and i’m bit scared too..but strangely i’m still enjoying the climb. I don’t know where i’m going, but i’m determined to move on. I’m expecting something, but i don’t know wht. And i’m looking forward to see it soon..
Ok.. so wht does that say about my life?