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My Cube Game "Results"

Here's my Cube from 30.3.2003. I've done the game once before around 2000 I think, will try and dig up that Cube if I find the energy. If you want to know what it means, you'll have to do the test yourself. The starting point is describing a desert...

Scorching hot sun tempered by ever-present gusts of occasionally cold, occasionally desert-hot wind. Endless sky, pale blue turning into galaxies of billions of stars at night. Dry fine sand which would feel warm to your feet at day, occasionally burning, but cool, even chilly at night. Something to bury your fingers and toes into, the wind taking the sand from your hands and flying it far away from you. You can walk the desert for miles in deep thought and never see the far end of it.
What you will see is the cube. Not in whole, it's too big to take in just like that, and lets you see the desert through it like a mirage perhaps, though the cube is very much so there nevertheless and is not exactly transparent either. It's there, as if a more or less white presence, and it isn't, you can see it and if you find yourself close enough to touch it it's almost there, too, can feel it as if a ghost, solid and yet your hand may go through it as if there was nothing there at the same time. Some people will walk thru the shimmering edges and be in the desert, some will walk thru it and be inside the cube. Some feel it solid from the start but can enter at will, touch the inner white walls of the cube and no longer see the desert, unless they wish to. White as in encompassing all colours in one and all. The cube is welcoming, distant, ever-present and lightyears away, and most of all old. Aeons-old, time becoming near meaningless. You would've found it in the desert before Earth was shaped and it may still be there when the Milky Way is old and dying, and long after.

The ladder lying on the sand seems a bit useless at this stage. It looks wooden and you get the impression it used to lean on the cube's side, but the walls shimmered and the ladder fell out of shift. It's there, but feels kind of lost though right next to the cube, and there's no one to lift it up again. And if you did, there's not much where the ladder would lead. You'd get maybe 2 metres up and then the cube would continue up toward the sky.
Inside the cube there's a horse. It doesn't have to be inside but most of the time you'll find it within or near the cube, sometimes moving into the desert for whatever reason, quietly confident about the horse returning when it feels like it, there not being much difference in where it is, the cube somewhere around always. The horse looks mostly like an Arabian one, white, grazing, occasionally lifting its head to smell the winds, look at the sun, take a run, half fly over the sand and dunes in wild delight.
Occasionally even run into the storm front, relish the howling gusts and darkness, beating rain soaking the mane, lead it to the cube and back, neither bothered by natural weather. Lightning will flash through the cube's edges, rain may fall on or inside it, doesn't matter, but when needed it'll stay out and far off.
There are patches of flowers here and there in the desert, some outside (and far from) the cube, some probably within its limits, somewhere inside. They can handle the sun, gusts, rains and the sky, occasionally greeted by the horse, again a feeling of quiet assurance about everything being fine in relation to the cube. Star-shaped and white, small-ish and different kinds, up to 40cm's at most in height, occasional stand-out taller individual, bunches here and there.

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