Life's Depth Folder

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It is indeed I, that should change

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If you see this, I’m most likely dead. The count down is over.

It is indeed you that should change. Why? Because “you” represents all that you can control.

We don’t want to trap ourselves. Truth of the matter is, we can’t go back in time. We are always stuck in time. So to prevent yourself from being trapped, you should realize what traps are. Don’t take this term trapping too loosly, as this concept is a broad one. Fact is, you’ve been trapping yourself all your life.

When you end up in the same place again, you are trapped. You hate being stuck, right? You want to escape? The biggest disappointment of humanity is the ones who don’t realize they are stuck. They are the ones who will take the definition too loosely, I hope my purism will make some realize. Because if you are stuck in a box, without realizing that there is a box, you won’t realize your stuck. That is, until you walk straight into a wall, and realize the box grows smaller and smaller towards one side. Because you are sure you’ve been here before, you keep bumping towards this side. The other side seems to shrink. Rapidly.

What does he mean? What does he mean? What does he mean? Should I panic , should I run? YES!!! PANIC, RUN, BE STRESSED, ooooohh feel the chemicals flow through your body and just follow them. Let’s see where you end up. In a day, after a good night’s sleep. After a nice interaction, after you see your partner. When you see a handsome man, a pretty woman. Oh it will go away. And you forget everything. Suddenly you’re content again.

LETS DROP A BALL, where will be end?? Take your guesses. Do you think there’s a split in the timeline when you play plinko? When you gamble, there are many possibilities. Yet there’s only a single outcome. Your timeline only splits when there are multiple outcomes, and the outcome is decided by a function, which takes a choice you make as a parameter. Fun isn’t it? When you gamble, the only game you’re playing is right at the start. When you decide if you’re gonna play a game. That’s the only place where you actually play.

Life is a game. If you don’t realize it, you are not looking at the screen, while you’re holding a controller. You just hope you make it to the end of the level. You’re pressing random buttons that people tell you to press. Some are button combinations are common like “go to school”, some less common, eerybody has a different opinion. But you don’t know the future. Eventually these button combinations don’t work. You walked into a room with no exit, with dark background music. What should you do? You don’t know the controls. You just pressed the buttons that felt good. The ones others told you to press, and you held the controller, full of confidence. Now you see them prosper, while you can’t do anything. You make no progress. The background music gets louder and louder as it starts to get on your nerves. You can’t exit. You can’t exit. What do I do? There’s literally no way out. You stress, you see no way out. Guess what happens next. You see no path, except one. That path is to turn the game off, there’s nothing else left to do. Nobody cares that you are in this room, they don’t even really get what that room is. Every person has these rooms in there timeline-tree. And there are countless sequences of choices to make, that result in these rooms. Most of these rooms you find in the middle of the side of the tree. In Life’s folder, these rooms are found when people mix good choices and bad choices 50/50. These rooms are there, where the player decided to listen to others on which path to follow, but also wanted to go their own way. They don’t stay in the middle of the box. So they bump. Each bump makes the box a bit smaller, the exit a bit harder to find.

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hate yourself

i feel legitimate deep shame for myself

                                      EAT DELICIOUS VEGETABLES THAT YOU HAVE
                                                       KNOWN SINCE YOUR CHILDHOOD

 

 

the sensation revives older paths

Old friends, please never call me again. I am stuck and only I can save myself. Never seek contact. Don’t call me for help. I have no gratitude. I deserve nothing. I don’t deserve your good, nor your bad. I want to play my own game. I want to change my avatar, name, identity. I want to play the game, be at the level that is currently just above my skill level, and beat it. I don’t want your stories, I don’t want your person in my game. I can’t play with you.

I know you try to get something out of me, it’s impossible. You filthy scammer. Even with your nice attributes, still, your soul is filthy.