In the beginning was the wordup.  Leafing through the Luminarium today, I am minded of an idea that I had a while ago when one of my future characters came through a timehole from around 2075 or something (avoiding grandmother paradoxes on the way, presumably) and informed me that he had just visited a geodesic dome filled with interactive machines devoted to the history of world literature where people could explore the history of characters and authors (including having live webchats with contemporary authors and going into pods with archives of interviews of past authors) and also at the same time play a vast panoply of different word games on a sort of enormous labyrinth of pachinkoワードパチンコ-style, fruitmachine-style devices involving a melange of crosswords and cryptograms and rebus scriptoria, all in a swirling tranche of world languages.  I can’t quite remember what the place was called because I was a bit hypnagogic when he arrived in my patgarret in my geodesic domus but it might have been something like Luminarium Buckminster.  Or Euphonia Euphuistica.  Or something.

It was an extraordinary projecticus edenicus.  My charactorial friend was fullerene of stories about it.

A screenshot of images when I put "Luminarium Buckminster" into Google Images.  Obviously I have NO copyrights over any of them, but I thought they made a rather pretty picturesque.

A screenshot of images when I put “Luminarium Buckminster” into Google Images. Obviously I have NO copyrights over any of them, but I thought they made a rather pretty picturesque.