Decks is a new neologism of mine. Because I am a paranoid schizophrenic, I frequently write things that don’t make sense to anybody else. It’s no wonder i’m a writer and an part-time English undergrad. I am constantly explaining my zany thoughts and crazy concepts by writing about them.
Here’s my latest game with the voices in my head:”Decks”.
Decks are the sum-total of your human thoughts. They’re lines of information. They’re human thoughts collected, one by one, with each line played in the subconscious turned into a card and left in the memory. When played by recalling the line, a response is heard!
The voices that reply with their own lines, can be anything from a made up character’s reaction to an emulated celebrity’s unauthentic voice, telling you what it thinks.
Some decks are opposed. This is where I have created a classification of decks, “heaven decks” and “hell decks”. You’re usually either in heaven, where the rule of law is respected, or in hell, where the rule of law isn’t respected at all.
Criminals and their consortium, though they’d just as soon lie to you and tell you they’re in heaven, are actually in some sort of living hell, breaking rules, breaking the law, and well, living a sort of “hell” that most regular people tend to avoid by being honest, hard working, law abiding, “heaven decks” and good citizens.
This book I’m writing, dubbed “Decks”, is about a world where people collect thoughts like a card-game with each thought a valuable card. Whenever a valuable thought spawns, a price is listed and can sell, trade, or discard it.
I’ve played “Decks” by myself, since telepathy is not live -but i hear replies, people i.e. characters/voices buying cards, bidding, trading cards, using cards/lines, etc in my head. My interesting and complicated inner world is constantly updating me with what I call data or information.
Who knows where this might go? I wonder if anybody connects to my brain and chats with me or if all of my work is uniquely my own and made up. I get a little paranoid sometimes, but i’m harmless.
Your secular artist,
Steve Mini from the 6ix.
