I don't know if this, or something similar, has been posted before, so I apologize in advance if it has. But I wanted to take the time to write a little bit how TLJ and Dreamfall have changed my views on the world.
I am not often affected by video games or books. But every now and then something just hits me at the right time in my life. Like sometimes I'm reading and I get to the end of the book and I just have an internal "wow" moment. Dreamfall was the first and only game that has ever done this to me. I remember I first got the game early last summer. And once I started playing it, I couldn't stop. I remember seeing it in my local comic book store for 4 dollars. I bought it thinking "well I hear this was good." I didn't even stop playing it. I may have paused it once to get a drink and eat but that's it. I mean, it didn't have the best graphics, and the gameplay wasn't top tier, but I absolutely loved the story. I loved the characters. I loved the history of it. I just loved the game.
After the ending, I just sat staring at the T.V. screen. All I could think was "There has to be a sequel." But lo and behold, there wasn't one. So I did the best thing, well let's see if there was a prequel, so I bought it and played it. Almost the same experience expect that I slept for four hours at one point. After I beat that game, I sat wondering how in the name of the Balance was this game so cheap? I went on Amazon and bought the game (Dreamfall) for PC (my first one was for Xbox original) at full price just to show my support.
But I needed more. I needed more of the Balance, of Arcadia, of Stark, of everything. I just loved how much it resonated with me. So I took the advice from Ragnar, and I looked up the Aboriginal Australain mythology and understanding of the Dreaming. I became fascinated by it. So I studied it for two months. When I wasn't studying in college or hanging out with my girlfriend, I was looking this up. I became drawn to it. Now, I've never been one for faith, or one for blinding science, but the mythology of Dreaming took the best of everything I believed in. So what did I do? I focused an entire 20 page paper on the understanding of what I call "Actuality." Actuality, as I described it and have come to understand, is the two essences of the All (the rational world that we all live in) and the Nothing (pure chaos incapable of being understood). This was like Stark (the rational world bound by science) and Arcadia (the world of magic where laws and limits did not exist). But even chaos contained some order, and vice versa. The rational world has dreams, hopes that can seem impossible, yet we'll never know. And the Nothing cannot be understood, because we can only "prove" what is rational. Like when Zoe tells Charlie she went to Arcadia, it seemed impossible, yet there was no evidence other than what was told to him. Yet he had faith.
And then there is the Balance. That which separates the All from the Nothing. The wall that separates order from chaos, the rational and the magical. The Balance is like the force in the Universe that separates the "good" from the "bad." When it comes to "praying," I find I pray like Cortez. As Cortez says from the TLJ (in response to April asking him what does he pray to), "To the Universe. To the Balance. To the rock in this floor and the air around us. To you and to myself." That is what I pray to. Not a deity, not something I can't understand. But instead to everything. I pray to the Balance that has given me and the Universe some sort of rational way of existing.
As a kid, I've always been attached to my dreams. I didn't exactly have an uplifting childhood (and I won't and don't care to get into details) but my dreams were always where I felt "most" at home. Something about them seemed "real." I mean, they had an impact on me. They made me wiser, they made me adventurous. Is that not what a "real" experience is? Playing Dreamfall was basically an awakening to me. It was a game that told me I wasn't alone in the world, that my dreams may be real.
But most important, the game introduced to me the Storytime. The place where all stories begin and end. What is my life if not a great story? We all belong to the Storytime. We all have a unique story, in a set place in time, with the company of others. The Storytime is what I envision heaven as. A place where stories begin and end.
Now, if you've read this far, I applaud you.
I wanted to say this for a while, but I never could find the right person or group to tell.
Maybe someone reading this will have a similar belief. Or maybe the total opposite reaction to me.
Most of all though, what I really want to say is thank you. To the developers, the creators, and every one of you on this forum, thanks. I'm not much a social person, and my beliefs are strange I guess, but they mean the world to me. And the opportunity to share them to a community of people who seem like kind, honest, and maybe just as strange as me people is the greatest thing I could ever ask for.
I wish I could of gone to JourneyCon last year, but I am saving every penny to make sure I can go to the next one. If I do one thing in my life, it would be to travel somewhere halfway across the world (for me at least) to pay tribute to the most awesome game developing group and community of players this world has ever seen.
As always, may the Balance be with each and every single one of you.