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I went outside, and somewhere in the distance is this unending ghostly fucking wail, changing pitch randomly, never pausing. Off in that direction is a horrible weird orange light, not like sodium lamps, more reddish.

The local lighthouse is off in that direction, and it's light is off. The orange light is far lower to the ground, closer, and brighter to the eye cause it's not reflecting off of the clouds and dust. It is not a fire: it is perfectly steady and has no yellow, looks more like inside of a hot gas forge. One the size of a house.

The whole thing has a UFO feeling, crossed with a demonic summoning.

I've been out here fifteen minutes and it has not so much as paused, and it's hitting the same five chords in random order.

The sound (but not the light) is moving around, and it just got closer, so I'm going inside.

To be clear, I made it inside and locked the door before sending this. At no point did I attempt to investigate it, beyond looking to see if that light was a fire. I did not approach. So, you know, if I don't post tomorrow it doesn't respect horror movie rules.

Jesus. Anything in the local news about it?

Cram, what's been going on with your Mr G group since lockdown? Any virtual meetings or anything?

So when exactly did we slip into horrormirth 24/7?

In Arizona, it will be April 30th.

It feels like I have been living smack dab in the middle of it for years.

I need to check exact dates, but we entered the strange times about 8 years ago and I've been preaching the dawn of the horrible times over the last 18ish months, so it would be around 1985ish.

I have horrid memory, but werent we all in PD having a huge meltdown? Like everyones life full of stress and everyone going at each others throat. I dont even remember if there was something in the social system or whatever system, just it happened to coincide for all of us on a personal level.

Until a couple of years ago, PD was ALWAYS a rumble.  Right from the very beginning.

No like, beyond that, there was a cyclical thing about "the February mood", but the 2012 one was particularly toxic

When was the Large Hadron Collider turned on? I blame that thing.

So when exactly did we slip into horrormirth 24/7?

In Arizona, it will be April 30th.

It feels like I have been living smack dab in the middle of it for years.

So when exactly did we slip into horrormirth 24/7?

It doesn't make us a hive mind just because we all think you are an asshole.

Seriously, guy. There is nothing for you here.

Seems so, but I am here anyway. Either you are out of sync or everything is.

Ah, but what am I syncing about?

Seriously, guy. There is nothing for you here.

It's that time of year again.

Hello.

I was introduced to the Principa Discordia through the Anon subculture (***Pre-chanology/EFGmask), right around the time of the publication of the BIP.  The philosophical concepts that are the basis underlining these two works became foundational parts of my worldview beginning freshman, or maybe sophomore, year of high school. Even predating my introduction to, well, any other philosophical outlooks.

Which is why I am formally requesting restitution from the authors of the BIP in the amount of Five Whole Numbers made up of any combination of 2,3 or 5 (HAHA GET IT?! F#&K YOU. YOUKNOW WHO YOU ARE.) which will be up to the Authors' collective (and unanimous*) decision.

I was at the time under the impression it was "for the lulz". And at no point was I informed there would be any sort of, well... you already know what happened, don't you?
If you think about it, you could even qualify as them.

The consequences of which nearly resulted in becoming (or ascending, descending? "Wherever the flame has went, the fat man said") a Bodhisattva, and do you have any godd&amn idea how boring that woulda been?! Cuz listen here buddy, I've glimpsed Nonexistence, and it simply "is NOT".

So rather than the dissolution of self (since I like my self). I made like st galik and skittered off to here. (GET IT? 'Cuz roaches love garbage.**).

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I am interested in exploring/experimenting with practical methods of may-may dissemination and ensured propagation (SRSly), as well as subversion of current may-mays for belief modification or for disinfo. (SRSly, again). If there are any current projects I could assist (or hinder) and/or threads these may even loosely relate to that I could be directed towards I would be most appreciative. 

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*I assume this will never occur, hence voiding the request. Or possibly result in some sorta bootleg Dante's limbo situation, which would be hilarious.
Although if there's a need to subvert my expectations I guess that's ok? 

**Just kidding about one of those things.

Cool. What's your opinion of gin?

I do too.

Gin is my golden apple.

It seems far more valuable than it actually is and can be abused to start wars that ultimately collapse civilization for several hundred years? Sounds about right.

I have no memory of writing the above post. Damn gin.

Gin is my golden apple.

Congrats Suu

I can imagine a sci-fi genre (which probably already exists) in which the world is ending, but not uniformly, and not in a big dramatic crescendo. The world doesn't end due to wars or bombs or aliens or a big comet or anything... it's ending slowly, slowly being strangled by bureaucracy and reliance on systems that no longer function, or have long stoppages.

Like, picture Mad Max, but 7-11 is still open.

There's raiders and slavers... but also, there are still normal police...?

The Government is still there, it's just completely ineffective, if not actively malicious.

TV still exists, but no new shows are coming out, and nothing is filmed live anymore. All re-runs.

If you need medical attention, you have to barter with some shaman.. but you're at a mall kiosk.



One day, when I lived in Yonkers, a bunch of big-box stores in the same mall all went out of buisness in the same 4 months. The smaller businesses followed - it was like the mall was dying a slow death. I went to a bunch of GOING OUT OF BUISNESS  sales, and it eventually started to feel surreal... empty parking garages, dark store fronts, one lone light somewhere.



what are some other mid-apoc images?

The very first Mad Max movie seemed to exist within that world. It was post apocalyptic, sort of, but society still kind of existed.