• livingcoder@programming.dev
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    17 days ago

    I wish I could experience that. I wish our sci-fi fairytales of space travel were happening now. Alas, I must simply exist in a life lived better than a king of old, living longer than our ancestors, with food untasted by the billions before us, and all while I fly around in space within Eve Online while watching Star Trek. Life is great, but it’s so easy to want it to be just that much better.

  • draneceusrex@lemmy.world
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    18 days ago

    Wil Wheton talks about times outside of filming on TNG where he would flip the set power switch on in Engineering and just soak it all in.

  • Rose Thorne(She/Her)@lemm.ee
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    18 days ago

    Not with Trek, but I’m a former stagehand and I’ve done amateur stagework. Spent a lotta time building and maintaining sets and props. I’ve been there.

    You’re backstage, you’ve got how everything should look memorized, it’s all set up, and for a moment, while it’s just you and that dry run, you forget yourself. You’re a part of the show.

    Eventually you step back, remember it’s all fake. You notice the little flaws, notice the floor isn’t just right under your feet. You were tired, trying to get something done. A lapse.

    I genuinely believe in the magic of the stage. Not in the sense of a spell, but of the ritual. No matter if it’s on a screen, or in person, if you do it right, we let go. For a moment, we forget our world and step into another.

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    18 days ago

    He’s describing liminal space. It has nothing to do with being tricked into thinking you’re on a space station. It’s about being somewhere our brain knows should have lots of people, but you’re alone.

    I’ve walked through train stations late at night and had those moments before. A gaping maw of a walkway meant for rush hour pedestrian traffic… completely empty and silent.

    Edit: ??? I guess liminal space is really upsetting for some people.