i dont think i can hold a candle to potentially japanese dude but ill listen or whatever if you want ever im good about keeping secrets other peoples secrets and mine sometimes
and yes im serious about proper internet care and i wanted to know the odds of it being a thing thing or like a bad cell service thing ftr things also get stupider but like thats mostly irrelevant and more why tho
He's the reason I know Japanese at all, actually. The longer I go without talking to him, the more I keep noticing all the little influences he's had on me. The way I fasten my coat when I go outside. My habit of leaving house slippers next to my front door. Idle little ways he's been important to me.
Sometimes I don't like the way he makes me feel as though I'm fifteen years old again, when we talk. But sometimes I catch myself wanting to feel fifteen again, a little.
sometimes even when you werent that young as a kid you want to go back to a time when someone took care of you i think even if you dont really actually want to be that kid again not able to do certain things on your own but the comfort of it its easy to miss that
...I just realized the other day, why he picked out the house that he did. For me here, I mean.
He's the one who made all the arrangements, when he made me come. I never really put much thought into why he found such a large place when it was only going to be me and an adopted cat.
i think the people who realize that theres shit you cant shake and that you can learn to deal with but that you maybe shouldnt always have to because you deserve to feel safe and secret and calm and not just forcing yourself to be anyway i think those people are pretty fucking precious like fossil fuels or something you cant renew or like a diamond or a star or something
its nice that they exist and im sorry youre having trouble getting in touch with polaris
except the wax wings he built for you didnt melt ? i dont mind getting a little mythological some shit just goes better for references to that like sisyhphus good reference just his entire experience is like mood sometimes
Oh, no, they still melt. But he knew me well enough to know I wouldn't listen to being told not to fly too high, so he came prepared with a way of turning the sea into feathers beneath me while he was at it.
...You're right, though. Sometimes Sisyphus really is "big mood", as the kids are all saying these days.
thats exactly how we say it air quotes included i feel that way a little every time we start a new month with more weird shit but admittedly a lot more of it is "why not" my memories have trained me not to bother being that bothered by weird shit
it depends on how you die how it feels i mean and as to stopping i think that depends on the universe there was this stupid thing an afterlife back home the one i remembered last month i remember waking up after just another doomed version of myself looking over at another doomed version of one of my best friends and watching her eyes go white
in that universe yes ok im gonna like give you the chance to walk away from this text rn im going to say some stupid shit and you can choose not to read it about how it works because explaining anything about home is like "im saying all these words and they are stupid fucking words and yet they are the truth"
!!! stupid warning !!! anyway to the best of my understanding someone made some sort of illadvised agreement w the horrorterrors which are like tentacle sky monsters to spit out these dream bubble things which are made up of like the memories and feelings of millions of dead teenaged players (not promiscuous players tho some probs were ppl who played the game) and populated by ghosts from zillions of timelines that went doomed i dont know if it "collects" them so much as you just like end up there if you die and you cant come back but also you can die a second time once youre a ghost i mean because to my understanding some asshole was going around like killing all the ghosts for some reason? im not clear on why probably because life is stupid
[I remember bragging about how I stole the talent of a virtuoso violinist, she almost types in response to his stupid warning, and after a second nearly follows it up with I remember stealing every single television signal in the world at once and I don't know how I could possibly, and then she proceeds to think better of both thoughts and just sits a while, chewing at her lip before figuring out an actual response instead.]
So death, in what you're remembering, isn't precisely the end of an overall existence. Just of an initial set of circumstances.
...That seems eerily relevant to what Retrospec claims to be doing with us, doesn't it?
[ dave would, hilariously, accept both those things completely at face value because he remembers homestuck so why not. ]
yes thats why i think i probably have something of an easier time going sure yeah that sounds legit honestly i cant help thinking of all this as another scratch post scratch i mean a universal reset
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but ill listen or whatever if you want ever
im good about keeping secrets
other peoples secrets
and mine sometimes
and yes
im serious about proper internet care and i wanted to know the odds of it being a thing thing or like
a bad cell service thing
ftr things also get stupider
but like
thats mostly irrelevant and more why tho
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Sometimes I don't like the way he makes me feel as though I'm fifteen years old again, when we talk. But sometimes I catch myself wanting to feel fifteen again, a little.
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you want to go back to a time when someone took care of you i think
even if you dont really actually want to be that kid again not able to do certain things on your own
but
the comfort of it
its easy to miss that
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He's the one who made all the arrangements, when he made me come. I never really put much thought into why he found such a large place when it was only going to be me and an adopted cat.
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or because you prefer it
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He made it impossible for me to feel claustrophobic anywhere in here because I can't NOT notice how open and vast it is.
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you seemed not entirely at ease with our little locked room venture
not that i can talk
i like having escape routes
and that didnt have them
he sounds pretty amazing
to be able to think of that
i think not everyone does
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That's when it started. I remember the roof falling in on me, and ever since, that apprehension is something I've never been able to shake.
You're right, though. I can't think of anyone else who would've thought of something like that for me, and accounted for it.
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and that you can learn to deal with but that you maybe shouldnt always have to
because you deserve to feel safe and secret and calm and not just forcing yourself to be
anyway i think those people
are pretty fucking precious
like fossil fuels
or something you cant renew
or like a diamond or
a star or something
its nice that they exist
and im sorry youre having trouble getting in touch with polaris
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but
idk sounds like a north star to me
am i that far off?
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At the risk of getting a little mythological, you could also say he's the Daedalus to my Icarus.
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?
i dont mind getting a little mythological
some shit just goes better for references to that
like
sisyhphus
good reference just his entire experience is like
mood sometimes
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...You're right, though. Sometimes Sisyphus really is "big mood", as the kids are all saying these days.
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thats exactly how we say it
air quotes included
i feel that way a little every time we start a new month
with more weird shit
but admittedly a lot more of it is "why not"
my memories have trained me not to bother being that bothered by weird shit
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Have you gotten back any unsettling ones recently? Memories. Or is that "same old", too?
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but thats same old
so
ymmv
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That's not something that ought to be same old, Dave.
Is that one of the secrets you've been keeping lately?
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and anyway
death was cheap
more or less
idk if thats a secret
its just something i dont see the point in talking about
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Would it be untoward if I asked what it feels like? Dying. Does everything just...stop?
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it depends on how you die
how it feels i mean
and as to stopping
i think that depends on the universe
there was this stupid thing
an afterlife
back home
the one i remembered last month
i remember waking up after
just another doomed version of myself
looking over at another doomed version of one of my best friends
and watching her eyes go white
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ok im gonna like
give you the chance to walk away from this text rn
im going to say some stupid shit and you can choose not to read it
about how it works
because explaining anything about home is like
"im saying all these words
and they are stupid fucking words
and yet they are the truth"
!!! stupid warning !!!
anyway
to the best of my understanding
someone made some sort of illadvised agreement w the horrorterrors
which are like tentacle sky monsters
to spit out these dream bubble things
which are made up of like the memories and feelings of millions of dead teenaged players
(not promiscuous players tho some probs were
ppl who played the game)
and populated by ghosts
from zillions of timelines that went doomed
i dont know if it "collects" them so much as you just like
end up there
if you die
and you cant come back
but also you can die a second time
once youre a ghost i mean
because to my understanding some asshole was going around like
killing all the ghosts
for some reason?
im not clear on why
probably because life is stupid
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So death, in what you're remembering, isn't precisely the end of an overall existence. Just of an initial set of circumstances.
...That seems eerily relevant to what Retrospec claims to be doing with us, doesn't it?
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yes
thats why i think i probably have something of an easier time going sure yeah that sounds legit
honestly
i cant help thinking of all this as another scratch
post scratch i mean
a universal reset
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