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Source for this, I am interested.

>>19595084

I searchy too

>>19595084

there's supposedly a documentary video out there that was confiscated before it's public release - only military has seen the footage according to the story told by the doc crew

They literally have the best possible set up for having that type of disability. But yeah that would be crazy if one just decide to constantly try and annoy the other one as getting away would be literally impossible. Also if they can control what part and maybe think similar things idk how this shit works

>>19594987
Must require a lot of communication and compromise.

as an introvert, that sounds like hell.

who are the ladies? why weren't they separated at birth?

>>19594969

Tits or gtfo

>>19594971
go back to /b/

OP ignore tits are not allowed here I am very interested in your trip

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>>19594921
I feel like I need to drop a log

(2/?)

But I digress. She does what she thinks is her part in the story, and leaves. Then, September rolls around, and another friend, let's call her Rachael, begins dreaming as well, a similar dream. A different world, a different version of the same world. She did her part, but...didn't leave. and then Elise's dreams returned. Events played out, largely unimportant...The important parts are that the Wilys of the Cities (the City is the setting of the Protomen rock opera) stepped down, willingly, after they worked to convince them that they were wrong, that the city deserved freedom.

And then, come January...I met Mabel, and I began dreaming too. But my dreams were different. Elise and Rachael's were based around the time of Act I, while mine were based around the time of Act II.

But when Mabel heard about it, she put me in touch with the other two, and we began comparing notes. Things were the same. Building layouts, architecture, small details that made no sense to be the same. And then I asked them, what about the time on clocks, or text on a page, does it change when you look away.

They said no.

I concluded that...given the similarities, and the small things that didn't add up...

I wasn't entirely sure we were dreaming.

Quick bit of context, Elise had by that time been experimenting with a technique I came to call 'channeling'. Not channeling in the typical sense, it's, she would allow someone from her 'dream,' of her choice, to take over her body. Early on she'd be shunted to an empty space when it happened, later on she'd be shunted into her other body, in the 'dream', both until the...visitor, I suppose, either went to sleep in her body or chose to leave.

Later that day, as she was catching me up on the last several months of events, she felt...a presence,0 knocking at her proverbial door. She thought it was a friend, from her 'dream', her City. Rock Calvert.

It was not Rock. And she, stupidly, opened her mind to it.

(3/?)

That's how we met...him. Our aggressor. The Clue, he called himself. Said that I'd arrived 'ahead of schedule', and that we were 'the puzzle', that we would be 'solved', that he wanted us to submit, willingly, to him. He would not say why, or what that meant, merely responding to our inquiries with things like 'you cannot comprehend', 'knowledge is power', et cetera.

From this point on the story changes. If you believe me, this will shatter any understanding you thought you had of reality. Religion, science, none of it makes sense past this door.

Do you want me to continue? Or do you wish to take your extunt, stage left, and we pretend this never happened? I will not begrudge you if you do. Go back to /x/, read some other story, and have a nice evening, I suppose. But for the rest of you... Let us continue.

Over the following months, we began to learn about our situation. the Clue, or as we came to call him, Proto!Wily, shorthand for a...romantic name of sorts, the Original Wily, the Primordial Wily, was an incarnation of Wily, not from any of our dreams, but from a universe long dead. He had been trying to use a nanite pathogen to hijack the higher brain function of humans in his universe save those who had been inoculated, because he thought man was plagued by sin and depravity, and that with him in control people would be...better. perfect.

Instead, it went wrong, and he wiped everyone out. He caused an event we came to know as the great riots, a cleansing fire of destruction, of fire, bullets, and confused, angry people. Killing, killing, because that was all they could do.

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Before then, he had...friends. versions of me, Mabel, Elise, and Rachael. That version of Rachael was his wife, and the mother of his two children, albeit one was human, one was robotic. But I digress. The four of 'us' had...abilities, akin to the ones we had in the 'dreams'. He thought, maybe if he repeated his experiment, with different means...he might be able to succeed where he failed, and be vindicated. And so he turned to an infernal research. He hijacked an AI, the digitized mind of Proto!Mabel, converted to save her 'life', her mind, when she nearly succumbed, patient zero of the nanite pathogen... He hijacked her and used her to begin processing massive amounts of data, about, reality, existence, energy... The nature of things.

He found a way to transcend his human form, and he did.

He burned what was left of his universe, using it like an accelerant to fling him to a higher state of being.

He created our universe, as a playing field for his...second attempt at 'fixing' humanity.

He told us, all we had to do was submit, he wouldn't tell us why, what that meant, just that we couldn't comprehend his plans but that we would be 'solved', that we would submit, willingly. Over time we sussed out his past and his plans. he wanted to amplify our abilities, our ability to manipulate energy, to manipulate people, and use it to just...eradicate the higher brain function of, of everyone. We'd be the steering wheel, the four lone sapient, sentient people on Earth, as he used us to steer the machine. he created the Cities, the dreams, to break us. implanted the idea of the Protomen story into the minds of, well, the Protomen, and linked their ideas, their elaborations on the story, to the Cities' fates. Linked the four of us to the Cities so our expectations re: the story would influence the form they took. My dream was Act II because I expected it to be, before I knew it was coming, et cetera.

You won't find any real evidence here.

>smoke DMT in space
>drift off in a spacesuit with no way to return to earth

>>19594870
/thread

>>19594799
If anything, drugs impair your perception. Your dragon waifu is just a result of your brain crossing wires.

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>>19594799
fucking cool is what they are.

>>19594799
Dragon Dream Symbol – Dragon dreams represent incredible personal empowerment. The appearance of dragon is great news for your business or career. They are also the guardians of integrity. They have staunch faith and belief in their own power. Take notice when dragon appears in your dreams. It could be there are challenges on the home front. Family members may be testing you. A dragon that scares you indicates there are problems at home. Killing a dragon signifies you overcome all current challenges that cross your path.

>>19594451

I saw a strange dot similar to that one during the lunar eclipse at night a few years ago

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And this one is from tuesday, 6:30 A.M.

>>19594451
orbital asteroid proably if you will get better picture
we can talk more about it or more pictures from places in not your current location.

That is hilarious

>>19594393
angels are jewish folklore creatures. you can form your true self into something that looks like a angel

system protocols have avatars that in some cases look kinda like a angel that act on behalf of the system but are effectively just parts of the whole

greek mythology has angel like things depicted as hanging around some gods like athena and japanese mythology has tengu

>>19594393
Fuck off retard
>>19594507
Just as stupid as your vampire shit.

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Here's a picture of the stone. It's black glass, about the size of my fist.

>>19594266
Jerk off on it and a oujia board at the same time.

Stick your dick in it.

>>19594226
ya your a nobody we understand

>>19594226
t. the wandering jew

>>19594226
>seek forgiveness
>live for evil
Pretty sure you're doing it wrong

>>19594177
There is no why.

>>19594177
Does it?
And why would it not exist?

>>19594179
Why?

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>>19593985
That'd be crazy.
I've heard of people doing that. But you don't really know till it happens.

>>19593985
Well what do you mean by it?

Sex while astral projecting ? yes

Getting someone pregnant in this reality through sex while astral projecting and not
physically? Perhaps Jesus' story, but who knows.

>>19593985
No sex is real. At least not to me.

>>19593806
This happened when i was somewhat young.
>When My father would put me and my brother to sleep he would lock hands (like fingers enter -locking) before turning off the lights
>one night my father is away for a business trip
>Go to bed normally
>Open my eyes at one point
>See my father with his hand outstretched for the hand lock
>I extent my hand to his
>father dissipates
>realize that didn't even look like my father
>look like a blurry red man made of small particles
>only after it dissipated did i realize that wasn't my father
>don't even understand why i thought it was my father

>>19593867
sometimes i see shadows and shit when its really dark and i cant see anything anyway. that thing with the phone doesnt happen as much as the voices and just random noises i hear when it gets quite. i guess you're different

>>19593889
actually I do most of the same things you do minus the voices saying my name, at least not anymore (there were periods in my childhood where it would happen why i tried to sleep but it stopped after a while)
Like down to the tee, pick my face, zone out and shit.
This summer I've had days where I've stayed up the entire night, unable to sleep.
We're more similar than you think, however that incident i think might have more to do with my house as some where shit as happened to me in there.

>>19593731
because non of you fucks can ever just go off in the middle of nowhere and off yourselves harming no one, its always public attention whoring or suicide by cop/ violent outbursts on society

>>19593765
Most people who commit suicide, commit suicide alone. Really only the ones who feel like they need to enact some vengeance for their ego or have some misdeveloped idea of what society should have given them or were just lonely do it in that way.

Thats clearly a problem seperate from what this thread is about. What do you really think

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Somebody sure had their bowl this morning