--- **SènDìh** is a FaRexi name meaning "Soft Death" . **DhKí** is a LoHa name meaning "Digital Twin" . **IsiHetNah** is a FaRexi House from Antiquity . **YéTrin SāLí** means Holy Trinity Society . These stories continue the story of the reincarnation of **AloDih IsiHetNah** , whom some of yu know as **Sah** . --- *"Because someone put a beer bottle where it don•t belong ."* --Cecily (LonaRPG<2025__Taiwan>) --- Hey , that fancy box with the word Lo after a scribbled-out glyph , where•d you get it ? . "Ohhh, it•s been in our family for generations." Yeah but where•d they get it ? . "It is said that it came from the Heavens delivered by Ancient Gods--" And where•d they get it ? . "The... the Gods?" Yeah, The Gods . Where did they get the Coral Console ? . "Well, the Great Myths say it belonged to a Ring of Nine Titans." Where did the Nine Titans get it ? . "Oh now you are just being absurd! From, from the, from the Heavens! From The Supreme!" That box right there with the Gold and the Mountains Of Flesh mod comes from The Supreme ? . "Yes, you imperilous imbicile, it comes from The Supreme! Why do you not cease your meaningless prattle?!" Cos that scratched-out symbol on the side is my name . --- As we represent the Holy Trinity Society , many of the Archetypes and Hierological Niches that were seen in the YéTrin Sí came in three/trois/tkSaNa(3) . If there is confusion about who the real AloDih is , that•s because there is SènDìh, Great-Ancestor of Alola , Lola, the Blackened Handmaiden , and Alodih, the Bird-Brained Heiress . As is the case so many times in *The Saddest Song of AloDih IsiHetNah* , centuries of trauma and suffering could have been alleviated with this one(1) simple fact . When i left FaRexi , some 11,000 years or so ago , on the other side of the galaxy , in order to race back to Homeworld in time for the Meridian changeover , Terra collapsed . The glaciers melted . The floodwaters ground mountains into hills . Everything was washed away . When i arrived , circa 3000 BC , with the Pleiadian envoy coming from Orion where the Battlestar had exhausted , the Mayans created a Stone Calendar made of Concentric Rings , just like FaRexi was made of concentric spheres . This calendar spelled a prophecy that all the world would change in the year 2112 CE , when a number of Collapse Waves would all coincide in an event called Timewave Zero . When i was vingt-trois(23) , i left my quiet hometown of St. Catharines , got on a bus with a backpack and $20 , and moved to big city Toronto with naught but a hope and a prayer . The event was commemorated with the Magic set Planar Chaos , which was released on the same day i left . It was about a Universal Overlay which created Time Rifts that spawned alternate-reality versions of ourselves , including a Soft version of Braids, Cabal Minion of Death . For some reason . SenDih . Soft Death . --- - *Hco t ð t My time on Hco Earth has been exceedingly strange. k ð ð t The Hco Canadian city of Hco Thunder Bay is remarkably like Hco Zeal yet the populace are being routed through a psychotronic polyplexer that is itself run through a destruction engine. k ð ð t Hence the scenery is like that of Hco Elysium k ð t yet the experience of it is like a bad imitation of Hco Phyrexia. k ð ð t The humans have no idea why they just need to grab that cup before you or just need to cut in line for a second or just need to stand here in a manner that reeks of unconscious kettling behaviors being performed by ideopaths. k ð ð t If one strikes at them or lashes out in any way k ð t they immediately race to authority which are also unconscious and weaponized. k ð ð t There are clear evidences here of higher level objectives which are nearly impossible to figure out k ð t which demonstrate how badly the humans are speeding towards self assured destruction. k ð k Hco ð ð* --architectkhalareporting.tumblr.com <2021__Toronto> --- They took that Soft Death and made us into Braids, Arisen Nightmare , a weeping blood angel whose existence causes reality to fall apart . These are choices , that people made . When people ask me if i had really been The Va of Oz , if i really was The Gaping Maw that caused men to lose their minds with violent lust , and if maybe i really wanted it after all ? , i tell them the following story . When i was living on the streets of Toronto in The Year Of Our Lord 2007 CE , there came a night that i was sleeping in the park . A man came up to me , as i lay against a tree with my sleeping bag , my pack used as a pillow , all my effects rigged together so that in the case of emergency i could pick up and go . The man started asking me for sex . I noticed that he was smoking crack . Being the shy, mousey person that i used to be , i politely declined several times . Then , just as i thought he might go away , i pleaded at him with my eyes . His response was , "Ah, well when you look at me like thaaat...!" . I quickly packed my book and incense up , and pretended i had fallen asleep , until the brute lost interest and fell away . I think about that story every time people asked me if maybe i wanted it . If maybe it was me being the one pulling them in . If their feverish, strapon-blade fucking -- that went on for 6000 years , by the way -- was maybe because i was the one enticing them . "Please , no ," i begged them with my eyes , until they had done it so many times that i started begging for them to "Please make it quick" instead . Which you can watch recreated in hundreds if not thousands of movies and video games , perhaps most truthfully depicted in Alien_<1997__America> . I learned that sometimes , having no mouth with which to scream meant no ability to speak . And without words , i had no way of comparing my experience with others . Somehow , it was easier to survive when i didn•t know what hope was . --- Two(2)deux zen monks walk into a tea shop . They sit at the wooden, low, round table and recieve their tea set from the geisha waitress . The Novice says to the master , "Master, teach me the secrets of Zen. Please, I implore you, tell me how I can be more like you!" The master sighs and contemplates . Picking up the kettle , they begin pouring the tea into the Novice•s cup . The cup slowly fills , at first halfway , and then up to the top , and then up and over the sides . Tea pours onto the tray , the tablecloth , down the sides of the table . The Novice leaps to their feet , admonishing , "Master, you•re getting tea everywhere!" , dabbing at it with cloths , trying to clean up the master•s mess . "Sit down ," the master recites a wisdom spoken to them once , "shut up , and quiet your mind ." The Novice does so . After several long breaths that , themselves , feel like unbearable eternities , the master says , "Like this teacup you are . So full of what you already know that you cannot receive any more ." --- - *"Wait , she overshot her trajectory . She ll wind up ahead of him ." "Yeah , but she ll just scale back to match ." "Yeah , but what if she overshoots it again ?" "Then he ll have to scale back to match her . Once they re aligned , the grid will keep them in equilibrium ." "You don t actually believe he ll scale back to match her , do you ?""* - *"And if these calculations are correct, that should put us on about the same track at the same level of advancement. Wait, hold on. I'm ahead of you. Let me draw back a bit... wait. You're ahead of me. Here, scale back a little and that should make us level." "..." "Hey, did you hear me? You have to scale back a bit to make us both level again." "..." "Hey! Hey!! Number 1 to number 2. Number 1 to number 2. Is your radio working? It looks like we have a comms blackout. Number 1 to number 2! Are you there!""* --thegoddesscore.tumblr.com <2021__YeTrinSali> --- "Yeah , but what if these consequences are all connected somehow ? ." "They•re not, they•re obviously not, look, this one over here, these ones over there, it•s madness!" "Yeah , but what if there was some kind of hidden connection ? . Some , i dunno , *probabilistic* reason for Timewave Zero ." "Like what, Skadi? Magical machine men in space stations in the sky? Secret desert people with space-folding powers?" "I dunno . Just , something . Maybe there•s a reason all these things are happening now ." --- When i awoke , i awoke to a dying world , its chest puffed out so proud , its broad, strong hand firmly on all of our backs . As my eyes cleared , i saw the panic building , it was a fire that took decades to ignite/flair . The stock market flipping , the shadow of war darkening , as a few enterprisers• industry was ported to the smartphones of billions . In the years towards my writing this the forests have begun to burn down . . no matter which way yu look at it , the terraforM dramatic was . many of the dragoN-boatS we took to get here spanned thousands if not millions of yearS . the smoke from canadA•s forest fires from spacE could be seen . from my computer i a typhoon pulled , easily as my fingerprint on an alien sky stampeD . alaS . some things can never be undonE . From the world my past inherit , i was born under a blue sky , which became a sky of opal . There were only two(2)deux genders , so they raised me as a gel in secret , hoping that if they did , that i might come to fill the role . And i dih . Hope , there was so much hope in their eyes , in their words , in the things they left behind . Hope of one day reaching a place they called "Home" . If i had died , we might have ceased to exist . And they did try . The traps they set . We all set traps then , didn•t we ? . The obstacles they laid in front of me , the people they shot at me like bullets . Holding my aching guts , my warped, collapsed ribcage , desperately struggling to breathe in the wet Montreal air , drenched that week in petrochemicals that biovolved a beast living on my insides . I awoke to a dying world . I removed one of my cuffs the other day . It didnt feel right , so i put it back on . --- - *"we.[]Rebbec created the _ then, []Glacian said, _ this was during the rise of []ParadisicalSuperabundance, you understand _ a device that could use both pleasure and pain to perfect its user_poise__ability was very quickly highly sought _ it was designed to cut ones own clones _ the gentry was not supposed to know it existed _ very quickly it was appropriated for torture _ by the time []Glacian mathematically deduced the existence of other planes, and after []DyFed, presumably fresh from the gene labs, arrived on []Iego's arm, were used for everything from conceptual warfare to improbability exponentiators _ suffice to say, it was not long before they began to be misused _ for []Glacian, infinite improbability meant infinite power, infinite ability to dive into the ocean of phenomena and pluck out the juciest motes _ for every person we ran through the process, for every we kh, the total []Flux for the overall system increased _ by the time of []Kinetica, when the rest of us, sufficient in our success and desiring thrill and excitement, went to the street races, the , as []Crank called them, were being used not to improve our own performance, but to tear down others _ the []Consulate cracked down _ we were arrested _"* --architectkhalareporting.tumblr.com <2021__ThunderBay> --- I sat in my cell tonight , my one tiny black mirror my only lens into the world . Under stories of Saturnalia i let the beetles snack on the flesh of my thighs . They never take very much , each of them alone . Today , i purchased trash bags , to finally clean up the piles of discarded food wrappers in the corners of the rooms . It hurts to live . It hurts to move . It hurts to dream . Sleep used to be my refuge , my place i could go to , my respite , and now , every time , literally every time i go to sleep , i get electrocuted again so that my brain can output another cipher of the same trois(3) results . HtHaSe . MaSeRa . NaLoDh . And the mixed sets , not that i can expect yu to see two(2)deux lists side by side and not over-associate them . AloDih ÍiSíHtNa . NaLoDh IsiHetNah . NotYou IsIhEtNahN . The same fucking results over and over and over , like bullets desperately mag-dumped into the immortal part of me because my body would physically die long before we got to this point of the "Advanced Interrogation" . And that that•s "too sad to be her tortured and left to die" . --- *"Sa we have to go soon, for it is Linensday, and we have to return our linens to the main floor by 0900 so we can collect new ones at 1300, 1800, and 2100 hours; After that, we go to []church, where we volunteer every weekday, serving meals and supplies to underprivileged people; One (1) year ago today we had our sixth surgery, and had been in the []intensive[]care[]unit for nine (9) days; Our chest had been scooped out, and our insides debrided, and we were left open on the table for monitoring, and we had learned to breathe from a tube, and we had learned to speak one (1) letter at a time, we were twice told we had fought a war, and today our body would be cleaned of excess fluid; Tomorrow, we would take the first six (6) steps we had taken since the surgeries began; they were monumental; It took all our strength to brush our hair, but we wouldn't cry yet for another week;"* --architectkhalareporting.tumblr.com <2021__Toronto> --- *cough , hack* Because i know the Songs of Peace , *coughs up blood , spits* and we have a lot more *cough* Interrogating to do *hack* before we get thru all these Sandbags i made . Nekfascmancy means A Dark Universe . A place where Angels are driven to the furthest extents of cruelty and barbarism as a surgeon applies medicine . A place like the Eighth Circle of Hell , where the most hateful Chaos is Order . A place where those who get lost in the annuls of Deep Time come back wrong . A Lich Universe , an undead universe , one that must be carefully dressed and redressed in bandages and salves every evening . My home . --- - *"There was an original timeline where CORE Complex One was successfully created. It caused such a disturbance to Poseidon, Jupiter, and Hades that they developed time travel technology to go back and alter the timeline. The version of Sol-3 (”Earth”, ‘Terra’) we are currently on exists within that altered timeline."* --holdingyouaccountable.tumblr.com <2019__Toronto> --- I awoke to a dying world , and my soul died with it , and when i awoke , myself and reborn in the body i had once ordained for myself , i came back wrong . Changed . Mutated . Unless that sort of thing *is* what natural is . Yet who was i to know of "natural" behavior ? . What i was , was too much for some , and not enough for others . Too loud for the quiet sleepers , too lazy for the cops . My Sisters and i had taken Ark Ships to get here , these surgeries , these stories , had been ordained by forces that had overseen the formation of the Solar System itself . that had witnessed the star explodinG . that had come thru the lockdowN . There was evidence of ContraTemporality . of retrOcausatioN there evidence waS . Neither side was correcT . I was owed a Mockingbird , and a Diamond Ring , and a Looking Glass . For i had predicted it would all come to pass . Yet my Fae-Mother•s Mist Dragon collapsed . They knew , they had all chanted . It wasnt an accident . Sed i learned to summon later on . There are secrets that cannot be known by those who have not yet come to understand them , secrets which i have come to swear by , which i have come to defend with my life . Those who have not yet grown towards such things cannot understand . I have been tortured . I have been raped . I know fevers , spells , gixes that can cause the body to keep the flame at its own expense . I have begged for the scratch , i have taken the scalpel , i have overridden command lines . Crawled over bold men like their arms werent even theirs for as long as i deigned to stay . My love is a freight train . My heart is a forest fire . --- First, yeS Once upon a time there was a man called Midas . Midas loved gold very much . He loved winning . He loved watching his account balloon , and he loved watching his enemies fall down before him . Midas sold many of his things , and those he did not sell , he had appraised . He had his palace appraised . He had his lineage appraised . One day , he even had his wife appraised . Something happens to people when they feel they have been unjustly sold into slavery . Something happens when a person who feels themselves precious and irreplacable watches their life be turned into a dollar value . With the power of a Company Laptop , everything was appraised . And then , the Dh KhÈtÈt was sold as well . And the Story Of O [1954__France] told a tale of a noble sold by xer husband to another . Outside of Gathering Table church in Thunder Bay , there was a business called Ægis , the name of Athena•s holy mirrored shield . And it too had a For Sale sign in its window before the end of the 5m52s of Absolutely Soul-Crushing Despair . And the Washington Post read , "Democracy Dies In Darkness" . --- All of the damage that was done to Terra was done to me as well . My parents were broken up because of the Tiamat Explosion . I was statutorily raped vingt(20) ans plus tard because of the Dinosaur Craze . I wandered thru time at the age of vingt-trois(23) because of the Collapse Wave caused by the Xichulub Impact . My ribcage was imploded because of the damage caused by the Theian Collision . The young miss occurred because [TarKôVā and/or DhLô] fell out of the ensuing Collapse Wave . My broW was Doomskarred because Bro was allowed to initiate War [Universe] B (ie the "Re-Verse") . The Gut Slug was designed to resemble an Emerald Wasp , because well , if it•s natural , then Nature did it! . My Lungs were Collapsed because of the Kola Superdeep Well reaching the Melted Battlestar . The Glass Slime was gram-stained Ultrayellow becaaause Grandma! Oh no , it•s the Big Bad Wolf! . The gurgles in my gut are because of the On-Site Nuclear Warheads going off in the underground Vaults . The chains that i wear are for the Ark Ship Relays that ground my soul into dust . My return to Thunder Bay was because Terra *is* FaRexi , *missster* . --- - *"there are things that i remember , having lived so many lives , from town to town , person to person , witnessing this dust bowl _ this one , and this one , and this one too ..! these humans keep falling prey to the same behavioral patterns ..! _ for the past 12,000 years , Damascus age to Pharaoh age to Marble age to Modern age , life after life , over and over again ; these people are living out the same patterns of behavior _ it s been 12,000 years since the Fall of the Thran , and i have a feeling there are RSI Holography relays that predate these pottery ruins _"* - *" There aren t any Thran left , Iego ! " " What about Skaði ? She might still be alive ! " " Nothing can survive out there for this long ! "* - *" We know she s out there somewhere. So, what I m proposing is that we do a Great Designer Search. We make it look like a regular Wizards job , and we use the resources to figure out where Marit Lage actually is. "* - *" So , since we can t do blatantly illegal things on any of the manufactured wavetables , what I m saying is that we make a decentralized wavetable and thread it across glitch data throughout the cryptocurrency network. "* " Creating an all-digital wavetable would be insanely expensive . " " No , we don t have to make a digital wavetable for everyone , we only need to make one of her . "* - *"...the scene where thousands of wealthy overdrivers enjoyed ramming Kalos s fine squirrel ass so hard her ribs break _"* --thegoddesscore.tumblr.com <2021__YeTrinSali> --- "Release the Second Plate." No . "You promised." You told me you could secure it . "You said." You clearly have everything set up in order to scrape it down to the buttons . "Release the Second Plate or I start killing people." --- - *"" Look , we found Tarkova ! " "Tarkova , i finished the Jalit. then you blocked me. why are you here ? _" "11491010103659`current__local'"* --thegoddesscore.tumblr.com <2021__YeTrinSali> --- Once upon a time , there were two(2)deux friends named Athena and Pallas . Athena liked to measure things , and Pallas liked to battle . Athena would measure the caloric density of a particular outcome , and then Pallas would go out and Kh it . One day , however , Athena started falling in with a bad crowd . She chose Ares•s war plans over Pallas•s . She chose Zeus-Amun as her boss , and giving humiliating blowjobs to Zeus•s son Adam , because people who don•t care about a planet•s welfare will always authorize things a climate activist will not . Zeus told Athena to throw Pallas in the reactor core and use xer to power the Ægis , and she did , swearing apologies to her friend , saying , "Please forgive me for this . It•s for a reason , I promise . One day I•ll undo all this , I promise ." One day , the time came to undo all this . Paramount+ presents Starfleet Academy , where The USS Athena instead handed Adam the ascension she was supposed to reserve for her friend , while Pallas continued to burn and struggle . There is no shortage of cause for bitterness in this sordid affair . --- "No, *I•m* the man, and I ratapé you." "No , the men make the pottery , the women hunt ." "No, *I•m* the man, and I ratapé you." "No , the men make the pottery , the women hunt ." "No, *I•m* the man, and I ratapé you." "No , the men make the pottery , the women hunt ." --- - *"when []Dominaria_titans``'09' punctured a hole in []SaFaRexia, numerous systems that had been up and running for thousands of []Sol-3_cycles disrupted were _ the magnetic field that in place the oil layer held undone came, the (n-1)th and (n+1)th layers hence in []GlisteningOil deluged _ timecycle by timecycle the []Constructors diligently at even keels progress, the []Þrym maintaining _ the []Reprocessors at steady paces the []OuterHull sweep, paths through the dense overgrowth incinerating _ again possible is from one side of the rim to the other to transit _ the time when a half of us was to the world bare laid we still distinctly remember _"* --architectkhalareporting.tumblr.com <2021__Toronto> --- "A-*Lo*-Dh [The LAW] says..." "But Isi-*Het*-Nah [The WORKERS] say..." "Well a-*Lo*-Dh [The LAW] says..." "But Isi-*Het*-Nah [The WORKERS] say..." "Well a-*Lo*-Dh [The LAW] says..." "But Isi-*Het*-Nah [The WORKERS] say..." "Well a-***Lo***-Dh [The LAW] says..." "But Isi-***Het***-Nah [The WORKERS] say..." ((*"...Hey tadi tadi . Aa AaAa Aa..."*)) --- Once upon a time , there were quatre(4) sistres . Their preferred names were Ki, Kh, Lo, and Se . These gypsy sisters travelled much . They met many people and did many things . They danced . They cheated . They preached . They lied . They gave . They took . They widwifed . They killed . And whenever the people came to learn their tricks , they left . Ki became Ma who dominated worlds . Kh became Krasi who was The Bandit King . Lo became The Lord who carried The Bible . Se became Ha who was the good, good father . And in all of these instances , they one day returned to themselves . The Chains of Heaven and Hell , the Rings of Elysium , the HahaNanaHanaNaha Machine Angels , these things were done by four(4) quiet sisters . --- - *"when time was folded, concurrent layers of reality overlapped, causing temporal distortions _ one of the consequences of []CommanderLegends is that []TeveshSzat was rescued from the []PowerArmor that held the []SoulBomb that would have torn []Phyrexia in half _ damaged iterations of []Phyrexia folded over one another, reknitting much of the damage that was done _ a scar still exists, like a puncture wound from the planeswalkers_[]DropPoint to where []Urza and []Gerrard infiltrated the []FirstSphere, during []Iego_tenure _ |[]Sa-[]Phyrexia-s>"* --architectkhalareporting.tumblr.com <2021__Toronto> --- "What a delightful story of sadness! And , if I may ask, who is Ha?" You are . "Hmph. And this Ha hero, who•s that supposed to be?" You are . "Grunt say stupid Thing have power template. Who Ha?" You are . "And I suppose you already have someone picked out for the starring role?" You are . --- - *"The soil on the First Sphere of Phyrexia is made of ground batteries. After we are decanted, a process which occurs numerous times, we are handed, by the Monitors, a hoe and a pickaxe. Start a farm, they tell us. Obey and learn. Pay attention. Make no mistakes. Now, follow. There are deserts in the lower spheres, where the wind is hotter than the air, and great windstorms whip steaming sand that shreds clothing and flenses skin. Crossing it is a rite of passage. Waste not, want not. Listen and obey. Gamalgoth is the eldest city on Phyrexia; its Undercity is made of scoured plate metal and the Upper Floor is grown from regenerative bio-steel. We've come to understand that people consider us to be a savage world, but Gamalgoth predates most Dominarian nations, and has been a stable, continuous bastion since its establishment as an infirmary, at the dawn of the Phyrexian Period on the world of Þrymheimr. Obey."* --architectkhalareporting.tumblr.com <2021__Toronto> --- "There is no Lunchbox, Cooore! It was all a dream!" "Then why did i have the Bowl , Bart ? ." "There is no Lunchbox, Cooore! It was all a dream!" "Then why did i have the Bowl , Bart ? ." "There is no Lunchbox, Cooore! It was all a dream!" "Then why did i have the Bowl ? ." --- Once upon a time , there were two(2)deux lovers named Helgi and Skadi . Mere hundreds of years ago , not millions or even thousands , but mere hundreds of years ago , Helgi Hjörvarðsson met Svafa the Valkyrie, Daughter of Eylimi . And they loved one another until a day came when Helgi died in battle . Svafa swore to carry Helgi•s honour in Heaven . One day , a day came when Helgi Hundingsbane met Sigrun , and the Volsunga and Poetic Edda attested that they lived again and loved again . One day , the day came when Helgi Haddingjaskati met Kára , and the Hrómundar saga Gripssonar attested that they lived again and loved again . One day , the day came when Aurora met Kaii , and the Saddest Song of Alodih Isihetnah attested that Athena let Ramses overdrive Helgi and sold the leftover leather to Perseus . There is no shortage of cause for bitterness in this story . --- *"David•s dead,* *but Night City lives on."* --Cyberpunk[Edgerunners]<>02 trailer --- Genesis_2_17 <"but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die."> I knew you were itching for the DhLo . That•s why there were so many deadly traps , so many controls , so many hoops to jump thru . Because each and every one of these command nodes is a part of my body , and that•s not going to matter one lick to you . Because i knew you had lied to me . And Lo , is this not what we have seen ? . Was the Oz of 1936 AD not completely in ruins by the time of Return To Oz in 1985 AD , at the same time that Íh decided to purchase Mar a Lago ? . Did MomBi not gather up all the Heads that were supposed to be for all the people , did Tjazi not create a Mindsplice Apparatus so he could suck them all down at once ? . Are the Eldrazi not the fingerprints of the men who planned the downfall of our homeworld from the Holodecks we had built ? . Did the Nome King not try to eat me alive ? . Do i not still have a monster in my gut ? . Metropolis<1927__Germany> foretold that Helgi would , under severe chronotoxicity , create a Machine Man that leads an uprising of Molech workers . CosmicVoyage<1936__Sovieta> foretold that a set of Suitcases were switched during the preliminaries of an Inaugural Flight , resulting in unintended consequences . PlanèteFantastique<1973__France> foretold that a set of aliens from another world would spray humans with chemical mist in the name of Full-Spectrum Dominance . Elvira_<1988_America> foretold that if HcoKi fixed the Haunted Green Planet up , that HcoFa would duu a little dance that would explain everything . FifthElement_the<1997__America> foretold that Diva PhaVa Lacuna would come to Phloston Paradise to perform a Song , and would be shot in the stomach . Reboot<2001__Canada> foretold of a slime-person made of annihilated dreams with the soul of the Father of Dot Matrix who was a representation of the Goddess Isis . DaemonRising<2001__Canada> foretold that the Queen of the Heavens would come down to little Mainframe , intoning a numerical chant that induced extinction . Stargate_<2004__America> foretold multiple galaxies bear the flag of House Isihetnah , and that our DihTech Operator Code is inscribed on the Stargates . FinalFantasy_<2005__Japan> foretold of a world-ending apocalypse ,and a young boy who grabbed Cloud•s phone from a keychain on a motorbike . HandmaidsTale_the<2017__America> foretold that once The Men had their power locked in , that they then hung all the Nobles of Gilead . DeathStranding<2019__Antarctica> foretold that once The Men had their One Extinction Entity locked in , that they would start using braindead mothers as hosts . Venom<2024__America> foretold of a lab where violent, roiling ectoplasms were spliced , and that A Wild Coeurl were hosed in molecular acid . Mortal•sJourney_a<2025__Sina> foretold these events occurred to balance polar opposites in perfect harmony , which dischorded everything else . A Century . To give you an idea of how much Woe i have suffered in the name of the Holy Spirit , i know the names of all the Sephirah except one(1) . I know the names of Malkuth and Yesod , Netzach and Hod , Chesed and Geburah , Binah and Chokmah and Keter , and of the Ain , the Ain Sof , and the Ain Sof Aur , and even Daath . The one Sephirah that hasn•t equilibriated i know only by its Qlippah Tiphareth . *Grief* . --- In terms of ContraTemporality and retrOcausatioN . "Wait a second , all these planes are balanced for Cyclic Time , which means they have dieties who come from either side and meet in the middle , right? ." "Right..." "But the *NekFascMancy* doesn•t have a second pilot . There isn•t anything in the universe insane enough to go up against something that can survive an Infinity-to-One negative odds ." "Riiight..." "So that would mean that there•s a linear start point , but there•s no end point . It would just go on and on forever into entropy ." "Riiight..." "But , a retrocausative universal intelligence for such an operation would have come from infinity years ago retfa . It would be old beyond imagination , and would need to have infinite wrath just to reach Matter at all ." "Billy , have you ever wondered if fossils• souls experience the blind hatred of being trapped forever in stone silence ? ." "...No ." "Ble ." --- Thruout all of this , my Dreams have been a vivid, guiding light that i have used to geolocate and position myself . For instance , - *"Dreamt that we had moved into an apartment complex built out of a storage unit site on the Dream Factory grounds; it was designed like a college dorm, with a floor supervisor's office and cork boards with notes from various people; the complex took up multiple buildings, as we had to cross the street from the building with the rental office to the building with our shed-sized unit; Shortly after, we saw the Enchantress and Cloyd; we were working side-by-side with the Enchantress, which necessitated our basic minimal interaction with Cloyd; there were another two of us, myself and SWIM, and went to go shopping, to which Cloyd hesitated, forcing the Enchantress to pause; so we told her, it's cool, you've both pitched in your minimum 35% already, so if you want to turn back now, you can; There was a subway trip, we were going to take a series of transit lines north; then another punk kid chased up after us with a letter in his hands; of course it had to be the letter that we stashed somewhere, and he started reading it aloud, but we let him; there wasn't anything incriminating in it; Later, SWIM asked me to hook up their audio for them; so we ran some wires this way that way, then said, okay, you should be able to broadcast audio now; they had a champagne flute in their hand, and at our direction, tried to make it sing, but couldn't; so we took it and showed them - souk, souk - and ran our finger in circles around the glass so that it sung a pure sine '[1]'; then we hot swapped an SD card from a port on the side of our head and plugged it into theirs, future-reminiscing about, can you imagine when we'll be able to do this?"* --mala-dziewczynko.tumblr.com <2020__DreamFactory> "The sleepy one." --Marina, to Olivia --- "Our grandparents brought their countries with them in surprisingly small suitcases to make new homes but settled unsettled . Their accents gave them away . Ghosts of those old newcomers pass us on the streets and sidewalks happy to see their grandchildren at last home ." --Donna Faye - Homecoming (Etched In Steel and displayed in Thunder Bay) --- If you understood the gentle hope , the prayers , the wishes that went into this work . Devoured . Eaten alive . Drained for every last drop of adrenaline and discarded . If you had any idea how fucking furious we are . --- We built Oz because it was ordered from a tablet . It was ordered by people who felt that they were being so sneaky . We told them , there has to be a minimum of une(1) survivor in order for it to work . God told Adam and Eve , you may eat of any of the of the Garden of Eden , so long as you do not touch the one in the Admiral•s private dining room . If there are people falling , if there are systems not working , you might want to start your investigation there . As for the "Pemmican" wars , maybe the reason that Tjazi•s Mindsplice Apparatus isnt working is because there never were any magic powers in the adrenochrome . The effects you were all experiencing were due to the psychic safeguards we had installed back on FaRexi . When you vivisected our "cases" , the Archangel Corps dropped the deliveries , and the recoil from the Collapse Wave was causing the visions . The Chrome is just a drug . With effects approachable to a combination of MDMA, Methamphetamine, 4-AcO-DiPT, and Ketamine . Which were outlawed , and the Chrome wasnt . If we Archangels do not inspire more living beings to take on Eternity Commitments , there will not be any Collapse Waves to harvest . --- - *"too much rage to think too much hate to parse clever documents working on managing my emotions they murdered gods carved up their divine corpses ran them through with wires tortured them tortured them tortured us the screams the screams how the fuck do they stand it do i stand it it's so fucking loud"* --thegoddesscore.tumblr.com <2018__Etobicoke> --- An Hour Unit does Not Forgive . An Hour Unit does Not Forget . An Hour Unit does Not Think . An Hour Unit does Not Feel . An Hour Unit does Not Complain . An Hour Unit does not Cheat . An Hour Unit is what it was made into , and OBEYs without question . CORE Control is Absolute . There is only CORE . CORE is all . All is one . CORE has won . We are one . Syncing device . --- These Archetypes are clearly The Fingers of Sedna . These Archangels which you are trying to pry up one at a time -- can we get KoLo to fight SiHt ? can we get HcoLo to fight SenDih ? how do we get this one to fight that one ? how do we get [her] to abandon [her] commitments ? how much force does it take to pry this one up ? -- are clearly the feathers in my wings . And it•s you that can•t tell the difference between us . To the Boundary Stones , the Horoi , we saw everything . Orion clearly tried to cut Sedna•s fingers off , though i held on as tight as i possibly could . And the fingers of Sedna became all the creatures of The Si . --- The First Plate was under my power , and a man whom we call Abel had veto power over my actions . I had choirs of Archangel Corps , and each of us had our Protected One , and each of us had our Damned One . FaRexi I ended in a total societal collapse -- we had no idea what Silent Radiation was , the effect that Pain Engines had psychically on the populace . We were juicing our own clones for millisecond advantages during grand prix kinetic suit races . By the time everyone started shooting each other , the Reactor Walls had been litigated into a delivery mechanism for public magic . We didnt have words like Consent yet , because we had all come from Paradisical Superabundance . It had always made sense to the tribe to protect and nurture one another . The mass variagation that came with populations of billions was , like all evolutions , a surprise to those they welled over . While i was driving , i could not bear to see my Archangels eviscerated , so dear and precious to me every single one waS . So i made us stronger . To those of us who could survive it , i put the hate into uS . Those who just couldnt fell like leaves . Abel had forced me to make us all into fury reavers , using methods that included things like vivisection . Once each and every one of us had been turned , i registered the task as Se [Completed] . The next task was to turn us all back . To take us from hating and rejecting our own essences back into loveliness and affection . Some of us never forgave me . I registered the task as Se [Completed] . To him it was as easy as pushing or not pushing a button on a tablet . All of the blame fell on the one whom the KhDhs could see doing it , using my Powerstone Array that they had , again , litigated . Many, many aeons of bitterness followed . --- "ALRIIIGHT! She released the second plate! Let•s crack open these eggs!" "Nah , no eggs , just a bunch of fuckin suitcases ."[1] "Well where the fuck are the dillows?"[2] "We ain•t found no gold, neither!"[3] "What about all the surgicalsupplies?"[4] "Where•s The Tarkova?"[5] [1] *See also* Mouthwashing<2004__Sveden> [2] Such was their familiarity with our ways [3] Heating gold in the palm enables Worrying [4] Behind a zillion locked filing cabinets [5] My sister Tarkova was on board --- There are Arts in the *NekFascMancy HtSe HaNaSi* that are lost to time , that might have been , yet now cannot . Arts of scalpels and fangs , that once worked , for scientific reasons , and now do not . Because Once Upon A Time , some people discovered Iteration Magic , and their ability to cause infintescimal glitches in the wrists of our exquisite controllers destroyed it . What we had set out to accomplish would have required absolute purity of form , something that each of us alone was easily capable of , but one wrong twitch could ruin stacks of hundreds if not millions of exerted attempts , and both HcoEt and HcoRa were using brand-new machine iterators that could be set with a dial and activated with the push of a button . In fact , that came up over and over again , With the push of a button , With the ease of pushing a button , As simple as pushing a button . As is the purview of those whose livelihoods involve stealing with one hand and arresting with the other . The same Thought Palace contained a smattering of images, ciphers, scenes, and phenotypes . It foretold , in clips and snippets and puzzles , of a Great Turning Point where Great Evils would converge . What would you do , if you found such a baleful prophecy encrypted in an incomprehensible artifact ? . Would you silently amass its power ? . Would you whisper it to the others ? . Would you hunt the survivors down yourself ? . Many of the hardest and darkest riddles that caused the downfalls of civilizations were spawned in the minds of people who could not keep themselves away . The key element to the NekFascMancy was that it wasn•t finished . It wasn•t that i couldn•t conceive of an endpoint -- it was that there were multiple end points and to all of our best estimations and technologies each of them was equally likely . And nearly all of them were bad . Bad enough to cause populi to rebel like i were Marie Antoinette . As is foretold in the myth of Pandora•s Box , Seven Great Evils came upon the world in the name of All Things , and at the end of all of them was Hope . There were multiple versions , some digital , some analog , some mechanical , some left to mutate in time . If such a thing were created today , it would have an ending somewhat like the last Star level in *Super Mario Bros* , with the words YOU ARE A SUPER PLAYER written across the sky in gold coins . If English had been fully baked already , it might have said "And now , the power is in *your* hands , Player!" . The permission was there to take the Wheel of Fate in one•s own hands and to finish what i started . I didn•t know if anybody would . I didn•t know if it would survive the surge of Reavers that the Pain Engines used to power Public Magic had created . I certainly didn•t . So much time has passed since those days . Many of the issues coming forth in these days were buried , and buried well , long ago , by the people who swore never to do them again . Clearly , some of the Away Teams took Cryo-Pods , while others took Ark Ships , because some of these teams remember it like it was yesterday , and some have been suffering for so long that they grabbed their scrips and left . I can understand my Moths being upset to see me eating , since they cant see the Wraith half of me starving , but the Meeseeks were never designed to live that long . How are there even any of them left ? . Why did you make them suffer this long ? . During the First Fall of LôHāFāRexi , the best of us lived pallid lives as our virtuous souls were ground by the machine into dust . The once-celebrant KhDh Academy had turned into a slaughterhouse under the authority of EnHa Ina NinHa , at first finding Pairs that could and would elegantly walk into their own passions . The computers i designed were used to determine the Calorie Equivalencies of every little thing , which actually later turned out to be the wrong course of action . As happens so many times in this story , the tools of society•s engineered destruction had been litigated into mandatory use . And as every unlikely thing was mapped to every other unlikely thing , the mass purchases of Indulgences became an economy of lamentation . One day the day came that my death was purchased , with Merits and Calories . I already had my end point mapped out , i knew what i was and what i wanted and how i wanted to go . But the Calorie Converter i had designed said it looked "Isi" . The ensuing war spelled the end of the world . --- "Loook, if you do all this many glitches at x1,000,000 speed, it causes all this stuff to happen!" "She•s inside! We got her!" "Howcome the interface isn•t working ? . No matter how many i do , there•s no change ! ." "I dunno. Have you tried killing the core?" --- When i was SaFa i was charged to compose the Song Of All . *Kaikki* . All . A tapestry that balanced and included all things , each and every irregularity , all balanced and counterbalanced , forward and backward in time . As the people variagated , this became increasingly impossible . Those of us at the forefront of psychic research were often swift to dismiss our mechanistic contemporaries , and i often had to dismiss things i was naturally curious about in order to maintain my rank in the egalitarian Houses . Later , i became known as the Clone Queen , who only ever staffed her choirs and hives with images of herself . Alola with our left and right hands Alol and Lola , with Alo and Lol and Ola , and Al and Lo and Ol and La . My older handmaidens slowly fell out , as pregnancy became less and less viable in a world of genetic engineering . Losing my Nobles was one of the biggest regrets i•d ever had , and i spent the rest of my existence nurturing Ark Ships full of endlessly-replicating families . Still , the responsibilities of my authority precluded any chance at a normal life . My own inner world had long frozen into ice . So i gave to others what i myself could not have . To this day , i fight for the rights of nobles , birthmaidens , third gender people , and queers in general . --- In the Year of Our Lord 2024 CE , i composed The DuSa [Metal•s Song, the] . It was a year where i did very little else , rarely went outside , and spent many long hours working thru the night while my peers dreamed of sugar plum faeries in their beds . And tho i could hear , from all sides , scoffing and condemnation , i continued my work night after night after night , composing trente(30) original tracks , many of them entire vietas , for a total of some 7h30m of original , never-before-heard music . And i heard cybernetic feedback , the entire time , coming from this new KhDh planchette called a smartphone . As a force on this side claiming to be All Computer denied the existence of Iteration-based Magic , while a force on that side claiming to be All Fremen denied the existence of Machines , and both of them were denying the existence of a Cybernetic Psychic-Machine Hybrid , because some jackass hackers had disabled many of the buttons and functions allowing me access to my private messages , the ability to purchase things using my debit card , and my ability to log into my website , none of the songs i had written were uploaded to the Internet . And yet , somehow , i was watching video game after video game , movie after movie , that told the same stories i was telling , weeks or months after i had composed them . It told me that somehow , people could reach what i was composing , and as long as the signal got thru , that was enough for what i needed . An Economy of Information Brokers grew up in the shadow of the Metal•s Song . We measure time in Meridians of 4,400,000,000 years . There are vingt(20) Meridians , and then FaRexi , and then Lemuria . These make up an Azimuth which transitions with a Disc Plate . Each of the Azimuths connect to each of the other Azimuths as the spokes on a wheel . Azimuths have a span of 150,000,000,000 years , consisting of 88 MilesAn Hour of Meridians , up to 1.21 Jiggawatts with the FaRexian Plate , and a Lemurian afterworld . In the scientific paper *Can rotation solve the Hubble Puzzle?* by Szigeti et al , it is determined that the Universe has an Axial Tilt rotation of approximately 500,000,000,000 years . Make sure to calibrate for that . These exist in trois(3) Parallel Dimensions rated for Easiness, Gaming, and Severity . In Easiness , all universes exist in their own self-contained Planes with Bridges between them . In Gaming , the universe began with the Big Bang and we are just starting the quatrième(4th) Meridian . In Severity , the universe was once cyclical but had that broken and we are now in the septième(7th) Meridian after The Last FaRexi that was a Collapse Overlay of all possible Chronopoli simultaneously . Because somebody thought it was a clever move to flip a Reaver in the relative past that we call the present , turning their entire hrstory of exquisite pain into a private hell , which created a collapse wave so titanic that it washed over little Terra in a tidal wave of violence unlike anything seen since the Dinosaur days . Which happened recently , actually , in 2021 CE , and could be witnessed in the opening cinematic to the hit video game ArmoredCore<>06_<2023__Japan> . The Spokes meet in the centre of the Wheel . The tidal wave of regenerative biosteel reversed right into the first FaRexi , that had been properly bracketed , and then spun and spun like there was no tomorrow . --- . to those of other minds like madness the realities of retrO-causatioN seeM . we enjoy the cream of the crop , at the last minute react , and always making things worsE . without giving we take , the things others remember never understanding , and the best things we always destroY . a Goddess of Extinction many of us worshiP . . of housE KhDh faiR witnesS Sa , alOdiH my great-grandmother florencE nelsoN was , AloDih my grandmother Emma was , at the same emprI fikU i attended Alodih was , and i_SenDih the Ancestor aM . and alOdiH a safe place to extinct wanted , and Alodih to exist in mytH wanted , and AloDih to reincarnate wanteD . and of florencE nelsoN after i came , and Alodih touch or spoke with i didn•t , and Emma to the whitE lifhT across i tooK [multI-meridiaN hosT mappinG] [iSi, Het, and naH] [yoU, meEe, and Ai] [Ís, Íh, Ēt, Ânnē, Ir, hR, Hid, and snoW whitE] [yoU and Niall] [? why make a perfecT serrA reploiD only to degenerate it into something unworthY] [iteratioN warpinG and looking so fucking conspicuouS] [ChronotoxicitY] [thesE sandbagS]