"If my mind had physical form, I imagine it would be an Escher Room.

A room where the concepts of "up and down" are entirely subject to one's point of view.

Random books of knowledge would float leisurely by, trains of though barrelling from one doorway through to the next.

Stairways that lead everywhere and nowhere.

Vital mental pathways, or a most conceivably tumultuous distraction.

Chaos in appearance and arrangement.

Madness, even to the engineer and inhabitant.

Ever falling, like Alice's Rabbit Hole.

Architectural confusion, orderly disorder.