
All of a sudden my creatures got so bored with just being in my storybooks that one night they all fled their pages and ran away into the endless, timeless universe… “The Great Runaway,” they called it.
For a moment, all of them found themselves stranded in the middle of the nothingness.
Calligrahia and Rio decided to build a house. Not a boring house. A fun house. Then, instead of a boring bathroom, Madga Gaska, Whereabouts and Mr Mist built slippery slides and swimming pools. From there, instead of a garden, they built a labyrinth of vegetables, fruits, herbs and spices. A place of worship was formed to suit all creatures, called the Hologram of Belief. Then a Theatre of Thinking to discuss ideas on how to move forward; a Liminal Space Museum as a keepsake of dreams; a Lake of Meaning to wonder about the meaning of life. A gigantic Mirror Maze entrance, the un-lockable front door, for each creature to truly know itself and much, much more. Together they made an exquisite (not at all boring) theme park they called EVERYTHING-WORLD.
They only have one problem. They have no idea how to live life?
And if they don’t start living life now, right now, they might JUST MIGHT… START DYING.
They have hundreds of questions about why and how to live life, because they’ve only ever known what’s within the pages of my books.
They need to find someone, someone perhaps just like you, to think up all the answers to their questions…? AND THEN THINK UP SOME RIDES, WITH CREATURES WHO HAVE QUESTIONS OF THEIR OWN...
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THE THEATRE OF THOUGHT featuring INFINITE AISA The Theatre of Thought is the old town hall. He also can grow to the size of an electric elastic emerald stadium to host music, seminars, dance and sport from all over the universe. But mostly he sits still, dusty floorboards, a solo spotlight always, always,…
THE ROLLERCOASTER OF SOCIAL ORDER featuring FOREVER RAPHAELLA The Rollercoaster of Social Order is the most moody and confused ride at Everything-World. She sweeps around rickety-racketing, taking riders through the upper and lower houses, where the families all live, the dripping washing hangs from the lines that criss-cross between the millions of twisty,…