I'm writing a short story about a man who wakes up in an endless room filled with endless junk. As he continues walking through the room, he finds himself in increasingly strange situations, which he finds has already been painted, which eventually drives him to insanity.
>>7681763
Isn't this just a little too obvious? I'd read it, don't get me wrong, it just seems like the allegory is too obvious
Why make the room endless? Just have him wake up in a real room. You can do all the same things.
>>7681903
OP here, you've come up with an allegory I haven't apparently, I don't know what you mean
>>7681943
something something human life.
something something everything is worthless, there is no final prize at the end of this tunnel of junk and every situation, action or thought you can possibly have has already been done millions of times by other people.
>>7681951
Hadn't even thought of that really, was taking it in another direction
>>7681953
What direction?
>>7681763
I like it. Post it when its finished
I have this shitty sci-fi concept in my head that involves artificial humanoids and pseudo-incest.
>>7681763
I'm thinking about calling it The Burial. Basically, the whole thing is symbolic of language's relation to the truths it invokes.
Society's insistence upon putting people into boxes turns who could have been a good man into the piece of shit thought he was. The false pretense becomes true because he is denied all other options. Told through the stages of a Butterfly turning back into an egg.
Might be shite. I'm probably not good enough to pull it off and I'm also sure it's been done better before, but w/e
