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[–] HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 4 points 5 days ago (1 children)

sometimes when i read, yeah. I have something kind of the opposite of aphantasia. folks used to say i had an overactive imagination. it is very easy for me to imagine/picture in my mind things that are described in stories (okay, things that are described well in stories. All tall handsome men are Alan Rickman and Henry Cavill and sometimes they hold hands in bookshops I cannot help the way the universe works). Sometimes I have an inner monologue reading along with me. There is always a soundtrack but that is my own personal insanity. It really depends on the genre, how much i'm liking the book, the time of day, my mood, &c how much I'm going to tune out the outside world and disappear into a book.

[–] ButteryMonkey@piefed.social 3 points 5 days ago* (last edited 5 days ago) (1 children)

The opposite of aphantasia is hyperphantasia, if you want to look into it more :) the whole thing is a spectrum from people who see nothing to people who see things nearly as though they were real, and constantly.

I’m on the a- end, sadly, but a very good friend of mine has hyper-, constantly seeing super vivid imagery, and we’ve had some real interesting conversations about that :)

[–] HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 3 points 5 days ago* (last edited 5 days ago) (1 children)

So mine is kinda weird. It's easy for me to drift off into... I guess I think of them as sense memories? Memories of specific senses that were so strong that they created impactful marks on the psyche. A scar of happiness. That really good crab enchilada at south congress café with the green sauce. That first time you had esquites. The time Scott at the burger place made a new type of burger just for you and the next week it was on the menu with your name. That perfect crisp lick of cinnamon ice cream on a hot summer day. Those are a few of mine. I can just dip in, the smell in my mind takes carries me off and then... Fuck I'm hungry again. It's kind of like an intensely vivid daydream. You know how you tune out your little brother because he keeps making the mistake of existing? Kind of like that but your brain replaces the nothing and tinnitus sounds coming out of the brother's mouth with the sound of cookies being baked and shit.

I had to stare at a blank wall for a month straight with nothing to do or interact with or talk to (no that it's not a joke) so I guess maybe my mind adapted to the boredom? Do not attempt that it breaks you like this

[–] ButteryMonkey@piefed.social 2 points 5 days ago

Ah, yeah, no I don’t have the ability to tune things out from any of my senses, unfortunately. I hear that lack is a pretty common complaint for autistic individuals, so it is what it is. I can’t relate to much of your described experience here. My memories are verbal descriptions or a vague recollection that’s immediately translated into words. No other senses get pulled into my memory or imagination. No reliving of experiences in even the most superficial of ways, which is often a blessing tbh. Probably why I’m heavy into living in the moment and for the future and don’t really care about sentimentality or tradition or whatever else people feel tied to the past about.

For me, there is no real nothingness in my head, ever afaik. Tinnitus yes, but there are always words. Closest is I taught myself to suppress the voice when reading because it’s much faster, but my mind is still occupied by words. “Daydreaming” is just thinking through how things work or could work, or ruminating on my anxieties. Like I spent half a road trip lost in thought about how to convert parking garages into hydroponic farms when privately-owned cars are disincentivized in the future. Just a literal monologue, in my own voice, working through what it would take and whether or not it’s worth the cost and effort to do. And that’s pretty standard filler when conversations die off (any talking instantly snaps me back, though).

My parents were kinda incredibly shit, and I was grounded from everything except books and breathing (this is much less hyperbolic than it sounds..) for literal years of my childhood, so I have strong doubts that it has anything to do with being bored. I’m sure there are ways to enhance your internal experience and extreme boredom might be one of them, but I don’t think you can outright change how it works in any meaningful way. You just got lucky like that, and that’s ok :)

FWIW tho I do have some idea of what it’s like to have internal visuals and stuff. I took some meds ages ago, which I definitely don’t recommend anyone take ever, that made my dreams permanently super vivid and largely internally consistent. Thing is, they are typically intensely mundane but negative emotionally-charged dreams where the only real indicator that tips you off to dreaming, unless looking for indicators, is the location. Since I have no other experience with seeing things that aren’t real, I have huge issues determining if things from dreams actually happened. My current strategy is assume it was a dream and wait for someone else to mention it, which they almost never do.