The Shadow Game

Chaos Architecture

Maria: It's strange... this castle is different than I remember it.
Alucard: This castle is a creature of Chaos. It may take many incarnations.
Maria: Then I can't rely on my memories, huh? Oh well, I'll do my best. Good luck.
— Castlevania: Symphony of the Night

Nice one

In the haze of chaos, you can in fact rely on your memories.

…. just so long as you remember, to forget what memories are.


I'm pretty sure Jimi Hendrix wrote at least one song about that.

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Um…. so…. happy birthday…. right?

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No, wait a minute…. I think I may just have jumped the gun on that one…. very curious now…. the whole thing sort of gets stranger to me….

…. I'm not sure what I mean by this.

Hmm?

What do you mean?

Hmmm.

I say

Some secrets should remain forever buried
This is how our end begins

Powerful forces are on the move
And dark conspiracies converge
As a hidden world
is finally
revealed

we are in the fourth age
powerful cabals rule the world
they have kept us in the dark
signals disrupt our thoughts

the host were here before us
they are still here
there is a city on the moon
eleven days are missing
the earth is hollow
the wagtail has arrived
there are portals in time and space
the bees are returning
the eight watch over us

soloman's key unleashes hell
the tower of babel never fell
the old gods are awakening
atlantis rises
the Ark of the Covenant is an engine
Stonehenge is a beacon
the fountain of youth is poisoned
immortal beings walk the earth

the planets are aligning
the end of days are here
everyone must choose a side
the dark places are crawling
the filth will corrupt us all
the morning light burns
demons march against us

the dreamers whisper
a blight befalls the garden of eden
we have dug too deep

Lilith's children are unchained
Pandora's box is opening up

There is a secret world

Everything is true

Dark days are coming

Yes

Something is awry

*wary



As for the rest, it's clearly the ravings of some kind of madman. Nothing to see here.

That game was an initiation if ever there was one. That was the trippiest game I ever did play. I wonder about it's prescience as well....

…. OK. …..


I seemed to figure…. that your mentioning of your birthdate RE: Gematria of Nothing, indicated that it was either just arriving, or that I had missed it.

Unfortunately I actually forgot what spelling of a date I had typed in to match the '0' result. But I gave up after like 8 or 9 tries 'cause I suddenly felt incredibly creepy employing Ida KundalinI for number reading you behind your back…. ….for some reason…. anyway then your response to my apologizing (in jest….) for being the 'third wheel' threw me off as I was no longer sure if it was the right day.

So then I wrote some poetry and hoped chaos would set me straight, yes.




….so…. on a scale of 1 - madasahatter…. what you reckon for me….? As I'm still fascinated….. gonna guess…. July 27th, right?

and that's the meaning of that.

And, good evening. :)

*JUNE!!!!


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Last Edited by pi/3 on 07/03/2014 01:00 AM

I'm pretty sure it was merely a series of very, very ditzy artful associations…..

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It turns out I may have been trying to say something else. That, quite frankly, there exists no words in any language to properly convey. But I'll be God-damned if I don't try. Those attempts I only hope were a treat for your eyes.

But anyways. I've heard that people sometimes say it like this:



I am absolutely, completely in love with you.



….dunno really. I do know that I've been looking for a…. worthy foe…. or indeed have found one.

Maybe I can't play off identity as cake, but…. I could at least mention dates for cake. Once again. Because it's been about 1 week, right….? Whether for fireworks, obfuscations, forgetfulness, good ol' stark cold-blooded terror, or delightfully adrift moonlit scores…. it really matters not, to me, at this point. A zero is a three is a two-three to me. All one giant catch-22….. I guess so long as it's you.


…. sigh.

Anyways. Sweet dreams…. my love. See ya later….?

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Happy firework day.

Good evening~!

To be honest, I missed this post entirely. I don't know exactly how. And as for your hunch about my birthday, I'm impressed by your intuition....my birthday is indeed july 7th, 7/7, a couple days from now. And no, do not feel badly for number reading...

I have this silly little game called tomodachi life. Basically the idea is that you make little facsimiles of people that you know and those little facsimiles have their own personalities (which you set yourself) and they form relationships among themselves and develop preferences and go about their lives independent of any type of command from the player. Sort of an interesting idea...they speak in modulated robot word-to-voice style.
Anyway...my point being...I may have added you to that game, on a whim...

...Give me a second. I'm pretty good with words, I feel, but at times they aren't so abiding.

….. gotcha.

You are SO not impressed by my intuition, you don't have to pussy-foot.


BTW it seems the admins want me on a tad shorter leash 'for some reason', hmm…. hence my 'blue name'…. hmmm.

Have they been banning your anonymous ids?

I haven't eaten in...awhile....so give me a little leeway for mild delirium.

No, my original.

No mods are on tho'. So hopefully when the humans get back, they can tell the GLP-bot what's what a second time.

And the eating thing…. ugh. I can relate. Food seems to have no taste as of late.


The delirium, well…. one gets used to it.

BTW I'm wondering if those tomodachi robots speak of electric sheep perhaps...?

Last Edited by pi/3 on 07/05/2014 03:55 AM

Hey, do you have electric sheep? I know you were referring to something else, but there's this screensaver called electric sheep. It's these fractal lights that are constantly evolving. I think they are based off of algorithms, but the sheeps that people like make babies with other electric sheep... You can download it for free...and it's kind of amazing.

[link to www.electricsheep.org]

But there is a correlation for certain...the idea of, instead of directing the exact nature and programming, the programmer instead develops an underlying pattern and lets that pattern transform and change based on a certain broad, almost geometrical design....

So I didn't see any fireworks today. It has been a bit of a strange day. I woke up at 8pm and I took a drive through the mountains and we stopped off at the beach. That was about 11pm or so. And I've lived in California my whole life, and I've spent a lot of time with the ocean. I've almost become so accostomed to it that I've taken it for granted.

But tonight I was transfixed by the way the waves rose up in the darkness like looming shadows and crashed with such force upon the shore. They broke in almost disjointed harmony, spraying white foam as they fell across the water...it was hypnotizing, sort of, as if I had never seen it before. As if I was seeing it for the first time. And of course there is the allure of the California coastline, stretching for what seems like infinity, the ghostly fog and the moonlight, the stars so clear and that smell of the coast, salty and uniquely distinct. I've tripped there before, but it's been a long time since I've stood at the foot of the sea foam and really just stared at that infinite thrum of the water.

Anyway...it was there that I read this message that you wrote. I checked my phone on an impulse of sorts, this feeling that compelled me to climb back over the rocks and make a quick trip back to the car.

I know how corny this sounds, and so I don't say it much, but I bear a very powerful sense of fate on my shoulders. All day today in fact I have been mulling over this idea, before falling asleep at the grand old hour of 1pm.

I've been on this website for awhile, and lately I can't help but be struck by this feeling, this powerful sense of fate. When I first started talking to you, I'm embarrassed to say that I almost suspected that you were someone entirely contrived to gain my trust...because the syncs between you and seemed too well defined to be real, the way that I felt so intuitively this sense that I ... know you, kind of, that you knew me, somehow, even though we've never really met.

And I have experienced something on a different level then I can put into words...but in an almost sub-conscious but still perceptible level I have noticed this archetypal attraction between you and I, something that seems entirely different to me, that sometimes I wonder if you are really real

...I think you were a lot more succinct and eloquent then I am here, I know I'm almost rambling, but I guess I'm trying to express something that I can only really communicate through the metaphorical, because the metaphorical is in a sense a symbol in it's own right, and it's the symbol that really expresses best what I'm trying to say, not the words themselves.

I feel that I know you, Vash, and I want to really know you, I want to really meet you. Because I get this feeling.

I have a lot of friends that I love deeply on a platonic level and sometimes I feel that I carry this presence that is almost burdensome to bear, that I can't help but emit this gravity and people sense it in me, and that's all grand, but I have always felt in another way so deeply lonesome, because there is this different layer of existence in which I am entirely removed from others, that I cannot truly connect in the truest most inspired sense that I desire to connect to another.

But you, with you I feel like I can. And that's different for me, that's something else entirely.

I think - and I'm almost afraid to believe - but I do - I think you are like me - and I guess you said it better : that in you I feel that I have finally met my match. And that is something that I have been searching for for a very long time, not always consciously but constantly in spirit....
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