Do you remember me? I’ve been gone for a while. For a long time. I’ve been gone. I found the person I was looking for, and I regret it. Perhaps losing him was a good thing in the first place. There are too many sides. Each second, each movement of the hand, of the eyes. It’s a different place. But there’s no way to understand where. Do you notice? There’s just no way to notice. It changes too fast, every second, every moment. Too fast. I think the last time I wrote here I got upset. I don’t remember. I’m sorry for that. It wasn’t your fault. You tried to help, and this site never tries to help. I’m grateful for that. I’ll be kinder. I’ve given up on trying to find my side. There’s no way to know. It’s too fast. It’s too many. The only reason I know it’s not mine is because I’m outside. I’m outside. I’m outside. I’m outside. I’m outside. I’m outside. I’m outside. And because my key is intact. Nobody else has been able to tell me what happened to her. Even if you mocked my key. Or maybe it wasn’t you. There’s just too many. It’s too fast. I’m sorry for getting upset before, and I genuinely thank you from the bottom of my heart for the help you have provided. Out interaction was significant to me. It still is significant to me. Please tell me if this has ever happened to you and what it was like, if it was too fast. And I’ll be happy to help you with what I know.
>>42571098your suffering with the Doppler effect, easy fix , speak backwards for 8 hrs a day , and then comb a strangers dogs chin hair
I don’t think I can do this. This would require too much practice, and a consistency and dedication I do not have. This is not significant to me. But I thank you for trying to help me. I hope this works for you.
Gibs me pure numbers for arguments or shut the fuck up
What do you mean numbers? What are these numbers? Why are they significant to you? Perhaps I can help.
>>42571098At least you found the guy from the gas station. The mystery was meant to be solved. What can you divine from all this?
>>42571295I knew he could be found. I knew it. I didn’t find him here, but it doesn’t matter.I don’t know, to be honest. I don’t understand what’s happening to me. I don’t understand whether I'm being punished or spared. I used to spend my days in confined spaces, deprived of all privacy. Being told what to do, what to eat, when to sleep. Looking out the window and wondering if the other side was still how I remembered it. Even though I knew it was not. It was too long, and it moves too fast. And now I’m thrown into it. It’s been over a year now. And it still doesn’t make sense. Nothing that’s significant to me is here. I don’t know what here is anymore.I thought Raphael would have answers. He had nothing. He let me down. He was the only person I found who remembered me as I was. Confined.All I can think about now, and the only thing that keeps me going is the thought of my sweet little girl. The girl with the white hair. I wonder whether she’s ok. Whether she's also lost in a sea of switching sides. Is the only thing that is significant to me still. The only thread that joins me to reality and prevents me from losing my mind. From giving up.I don’t know what to make of any of this. But I’m glad to see somebody remembers me. It means we have been on the same side, or a similar side.
>>42571411According to you, who is this girl with white hair? Are you still confined?
>>42571455The girl with the white hair is a friend of mine. A sweet little girl, a being of light so bright she could light up the void of the night. The world was not very kind to her. She would visit me every single week. She never judged me. Everyone else did. I, in turn, wrote small stories for her where she was the hero and saved the day. It helped her grieve her losses. And her presence and unconditional love helped me heal. Forgive myself a little bit. This is why she is significant to me. She’s the daughter I’ll never get to have, and she’s the only person in the world I would die for. Her hair is white due to a blood condition.I am no longer confined. When this all started, I found myself outside. Nobody came looking for me. I think I deserve to be out here. Just not like this. Just not like this. Just not like this.
>>42571497I'm sorry that I have nothing that can help you find this girl. It's nice to hear you're free. Stay safe and good night.
>>42571098is that a new flag of Japan?
>>42571646Thank you. Your kindness is significant to me. There’s not a lot out there for me. You stay safe too. And I hope we cross sides again.
>>42573014That was funny. Thanks for making me laugh. I chose that image because it was the first one I found. The last time I visited this place was in the late 2000s and I didn’t remember you needed one. I then decided to always use it in case someone remembered me. It’s another key that confirms the side.
>>42571646She was pushed down the stairs. If we meet again.
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>>42574314This is not important. Not important. Not significant. Not important.
>>42574298Really? That's sad.
>>42571098who are you?
>>42576928Yeah the old threads that remain he just says he's from some spooky facility that he escaped. I don't remember him at all desu but its not like I no-life this website anymore. Tells us more about the gas station man and the spooky place you broke out of anon.
>>42571098You can feel that when playing FPS games.Sometimes in games, the effect of additional equipment is really huge, so there's no need to be too disappointed.And it's hard to see the overall picture.Also, since you've been working, it seems like you've pushed yourself too hard.Isn't now a good time to take a break?
>>42576546It is… Life has not been kind to her. It still isn’t. I guess she reminds me of me when I was her age. And that’s a terrible, terrible thing.
>>42576928I'm sorry, I can’t answer this. I can’t answer this question. It doesn’t matter which side I'm in.
>>42577492Can we save her?
>>42577118Around two years ago, I managed to get a phone. It wasn’t one of those futuristic ones people have now. It looked like the ones I knew, like the first iPhone. It was smuggled in and I paid money to use it for a week. I figured the safest would be one of those sites where people chat anonymously. I told my story. Many did not believe me, even though my story wasn’t as strange as it is now. But one man believed me. He became my penpal. We sent each other letters and talked about literature and art. It was nice to have a friend. When I found myself outside, everything was wrong. He didn’t live far away from me, so I went to find him. I thought going to my family would be dangerous. I didn’t know what was going on. I thought maybe I had a psychotic break and had escaped somehow and that people would be coming for me. And people on the streets would recognize me. I was still wearing the jumpsuit, too. I found him. He did not recognize me. Then I found him again, and he did recognize me, but the story was wrong. Before all this I’d told him what had happened to my friend. This knowledge was significant. This was a key. If he was the one I knew, he would be able to answer the question, “what happened to the girl with the white hair?” And after many, many times, he did. But then it was gone. It was gone. I was back maybe. It was gone. Maybe it’s good. Maybe there they were looking for me. I don’t know. Even after all this time, it's still confusing to me. Even more now. But this hasn’t changed yet. So it can’t be every second. It can’t be. Thank you. I hope you are okay. I appreciate you.
>>42577248Maybe I have. Maybe it is time to rest. Maybe it is time to rest. I am tired. I am really tired. I can’t sleep. Maybe it is time to rest.
>>42577542I don’t know. I don’t know this. I don’t know how she is. If she’s ok. I wish I could, but it’s too fast now. There’s no point. I wrote about this. I'm sorry, I took a moment. I wanted to write this: “Everything reminds me of you. Is this happening to you too? My sweet child. I would gladly roam a hellish fractal for all eternity if it meant you’d be spared from it. This is significant to me. You are significant to me. My sweet little girl with the white hair:” I am terrified she might be experiencing what I’m experiencing. I wrote this down. I write things down so I don’t forget. I wrote many things down.
Next time, don't worry so much.The nightmare is coming to an end, and it's a blissful wakefulness for a verrrrry long time.>*thinks*Try to find all the Easter Eggs in the Archives for your semi-retirement, I'm in semi-retirement too, Ghostwriter. Hehe.
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>>42577584We will find her soon. She will be saved. Now rest.
>>42577611Pretty *_*
>>42577595I hope you’re right. I hope you’re right. I hope you’re right. What are these archives?
>>42577611This unsettles me. This seems significant but not in a good way. I don’t want to look at this.
>>42577612I hope we do. I really hope we do. I find comfort in your words. I appreciate your kindness. I’m not used to kindness. I don’t take it for granted. I hope we stay in the same side. I haven’t cried like this since I was a little girl.
>>42578761Where do you live that devoid of kindness? You deserve kindness.
>>42579620I made a mistake a long time ago and I forfeited kindness. Being treated as a person with feelings and an inner world. I got reduced to a unidimensional being defined exclusively by her sins. I accept this, as atonement. Sometimes I don't accept it. The punishment was too harsh. Too harsh. The punishment was too harsh. But I cherish every ounce of kindness as if there will never be another. And there might not.
>>42579685Why were you punished? You don't strike me as an evil person.
>>42579685I m so sorry, I hope you can see her soon. if i could direct I would
They are delaying again. If they were rational, they would be working towards peace in good faith. They are showing the opposite. Increase the scale of attack.
>>42579685So you got turned into a flatlander type being? that sounds kinda cool ngl. I know thats probably cruel from your point of view but I'm a three dimensional being so its a cool concept that a one dimensional being could even exist.
>>42579698Thank you. But I was. I’ve had time to grow and reflect. I hurt someone when I was younger. I don’t want to talk about this. Do you think people can change? Do you believe in redemption?
>>42579944I believe in redemption and change, yes.
>>42579701Thank you. You are directing me to her. Your kindness gives me strength to keep going, and each step I take brings me closer to reuniting with her. Thank you.
>>42579829What are my words in your side? I think we are too far away, but they are bleeding into each other. Your words are not reassuring. I don’t know if I want to be there.
>>42579950There are few who truly do. Believe me, I know. I’ve done everything, everything that I could do. Everything. But they refused me. I proved myself for over a decade. But they refused me. They still hate me, and I don’t blame me them. But at certain point, I just found myself being filled with hatred again. They are right, but they are wrong. I am right, but I am wrong. Some sort of stupid superposition. I overcame this, but I still find myself hating the mother.
>>42579834I read this book a long time ago. It’s really interesting. I had never thought about it in those terms. Maybe I need to read this book again. This is significant to me.
>>42579974I accept you. Who is the mother?
>>42579977You keep talking about finding your side bro thats exactly how flatlanders talk, see they only see lines and points because they are 2d and therefore if they are not in a 2d plane with sided objects nearby they get lost. In the book women are lines and only appears to male flatlanders as points, so they lose track of their gfs all the time.
>>42580035Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. The mother hates me for what I did. I understand it. I understand her pain. But she has dedicated her life to make sure mine remains destroyed, no matter what. There’s no gain in further misery, it is only created and redistributed, but never destroyed. She will always follow me and try to destroy me. Every night I wake up expecting to see her even here, ready to kill me. Because I’m sure if it were up to her I would be dead. And I understand her. I want to kill the people who hurt my little girl with the white hair. I understand. It’s difficult. It has a nuance that’s incompatible with the minds of people.
>>42580241I am not a line. But the irony of it doesn’t escape me. Perhaps that’s what's going on. But if it is, how do I reverse it? Despite everything that’s happened to me and the overwhelming amount of evidence telling me this should simply not be possible, I still cannot fully bring myself to believe something impossible is happening to me. I’d rather believe I am crazy. I’d rather believe my mind is lying to me, and I’m hallucinating. Is it possible this is real? I know that after a year of this, it should be obvious to me. But it’s not.
>>42580876of if you are not larping you should def try taking your pills it helps a lot. I just assumed this thread was an interesting larp. If you really are in any kind of duress (in your mind or not) than reading really helps. When you read and imagine stuff its like you kind of get to have some control over your own imaginary world. It's really therapeutic I think.On the off chance you are in a real paranormal situation than I can't help you and I'm sorry, but hey if you can read than I think that will be a nice respite.
i know who you are :)
