it IS my picture...and it is a plasticy cloth...I didn't rework it too much actually^^

Pretty weird colour for mustard...maybe it went bad?^^

Sorry if the question might bother you, but I'm curious..then how and in which colours do you see it?

Yeah, for me, that's bright green..although it's a yellowish green

Who says you are colorblind? What if everyone sees every color differently? Like my red looks like your orange. You only know something is red because someone told you what red was once, but what if they were wrong and red is really blue?

I am in love with you. Seriously, that was great. Everyone else gets pissed off at me when I talk about this stuff. WOW. I can't get over it. I wanted to say this for sure at some point: "I reject your reality and substitute my own." I don't know why but, I love that quote. I do not exist, I faithfully insist. hahahaha. This was going somewhere but now I have forgotten and I am rambling. Ramble On is a great song by the way. Led Zeppelin.

According to this philosophy, fasworth is just a product of your imagination, but then, if I follow it, you AND fasworth are only products of my imaginaton..which will not be the case, unless you were sent by Zion to clarify the functioning of the ''real'' world^^

AHA! We get back to that quote that I snuck in there. I do not exist, I faithfully insist. None of us truly exist. With this however we are entering spiritual beliefs. Have you ever seen or heard of the show called Saint Elsewhere? It was a soap opera in the eighties. The final episode ended with a shot of an autistic boy playing with a snow globe. The entire town of St. Elsewhere was a figment of this boys imagination. You cannot look at it as us being the figment of each others imagination but figments of a higher beings imagination.

Hahaha. That is a good decision, you can't live without your brain.