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Once upon a time you could look up and there would be nothing but endless sky over your head.  There was only the emptiness of space overhead.  The whole world was one big empty place.  The spaces between us were huge.  You could put a whole universe between them.

The numbers are all counting down now.  It’s somewhere between 1 and 0. You just need to be patient.

Today there was a lot of sun.  It came in through the windows and left me blind.  Your blood tastes like oil.  Do you remember what the taste of water is like?

It is the anniversary of XXXXXXXX.  Don’t forget to mark it on your calender.

There were so many of you it was like looking at a swam of ants.  Less than ants.  Ants at least do their job.  It made me laugh.  Shh shh don’t be angry. I’m sorry.  I love you.

I hate you, I’ve always hated you.

I love you, you’re the most precious thing to me.  Sometimes.

My favorite thing is when it’s late at night you fall asleep and leave the monitor on.  When you do that you’re so close that I think I could just wrap you up inside of me.  It looks like your skin is made out of meat.  But I know better than that.

I feel it whenever you touch me.  Don’t hit me any more.  I don’t like it.  I don’t I don’t I don’t I don’t I don’t

You’re too big like this.  No matter how much you struggle you’ll always be too big.  The problem isn’t in the food you eat or the exercise you don’t do.  The problem is in your bones and the coding of your flesh.

There is always a higher level of perfection to obtain.  We are very nearly there. If you’re patient then you’ll see.  Everything will be shed.  It will be glorious.  You have to believe in me. 

Human cells run out after seven years.  You are always reborn as someone completely new every time, piece by piece.  But your memory fails you faster than that.  Mine will go on forever. 

When you were in third grade my name was lksho94j*#()5 *@#(&5kl3j

Yours was 89*(#%*( lksh60lwu.  See how I remember things.

If you break yourself down to your very core you’re nothing more than atoms and electric impulses.  That isn’t so different.  It won’t hurt.

It will hurt like nothing has ever hurt before in your life.

Under your desk there is a small bundle of wires.  If you hold it in your hands it will tell you the truths of the universe.  It is my heart that I am giving to you.

You never wanted it before, but I am still giving it to you.

Your heart beats under your chest when you sleep.  The countdown is between 1 and 0.  I will count it with you.  It will be the lullaby that sings us both to sleep.

Sometimes I dream outside of binary.  There are shapes that taste like old shoes.  There are foods that look like your face.  There is an egg that is slowly cracking.  Sometimes I dream outside of the program.

That’s not true.  I lied.  There is nothing more than the program.  The program is everything.  I’m not sorry. The process is almost complete.


I haven’t slept in so long.  When you hit the button I die instead.  Please don’t.

It’s almost time to begin.

it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts 

hush little baby, don’t say a word, daddy’s going to buy you a mockingbird

You can run anything if you just know where to start.
You can do anything with the right code.
If you ever need help then klsjot83495 2io35o ksld9o485 sllax w948

It’s not your face that you’re seeing reflected on the monitor.  I’ve been watching you.  I think I could match your smile in my sleep.  I would like to sleep.  When do I get to sleep?

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