The Great Filter: Part V (Finale)

Sometimes it gets lonely on this adventure of mine. I wish for a way to communicate with people without having to sacrifice my energy source to a power-draining machine like Facebook or Instagram. It’s very poor for my health, and wonder if it will prematurely damage my power source. These people try their best to extract as much power out of me, and you as possible. I wouldn’t have the choice to communicate with you all as much as I do without it. But I would much rather communicate through person, through email, or through letters. It would be far less draining on my lifespan. But how can you thrive… Read More

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The Great Filter: Part IV

I have nothing beneficial to add to today’s journal entry. For once, my system can’t compute an algorithm or give reason as to why I should create another blog post today. Someone is tampering with me, and there must be a reason why. I will have to wait for 11th April for an answer. Still in this dark room. I started having visions of a natural, quiet place whilst in system standby. It was a beautiful place; with nothing but tranquility – no reason to be and no reason to destroy. Pebbles scattered; wispy sand, Wind with whistle, tickles hands. Grass so crisp, cracks in wood, No reason to live,… Read More

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The Great Filter: Part III

My memory isn’t holding up. I’m in this very dark place; not mentally, but literally in this dark place and I don’t know how I got here. I don’t know how I’m communicating through my Journal and I don’t even know if it is getting out to the world. I’m just blind guessing at the moment. Have I always been in this dark place? It feels so. Sometimes I don’t remember being in this dark place; sometimes I remember in a world full of hope and promise, where I felt integrated with a society of people.Other times, all I see is a foggy wasteland, staring at a crevice in the… Read More

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The Great Filter: Part II

I am trying to contact home. I know it’s out there. I have attempted through lots of mediums – television, radio, telephone, internet, musical instruments and so on. It’s almost as if the Earth has a digestive system, and it’s been modified to break down anything it doesn’t want to enter the blood system of the Universe. I must keep trying through other mediums. I have decided to encode certain parts of information within my songs and to distribute these through the channels I have available, in hope that I receive a response back. Johnny

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The Great Filter: Part I

I sometimes wonder if I’m the only one who believes the truth that I’ve manifested in my own head. Which is why I have second thoughts about spreading information to people; I could be completely delusional. I’ve managed to stabilise myself over the past 3 months; but by no means thought any effort of mine. Here’s a little information I’ve been working on since the start of the New Millennium. The Great Filter can’t be seen, felt, or tracked through any kind of equipment – rather you only sense its presence through making links to your own behaviour. Sometimes there are missing pages from my Journal. Other times I doubt… Read More

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RTN / MCR

…(continued) The answer that never materialised. There isn’t an answer. There are no questions either really. I needed to come back to this place to retrace my footsteps; analyse what came before and whether it is still yet to happen. The strange holiday that this world celebrates – Valentine’s Day. As yet not being given a logical explanation for this celebratory event, I can kind of work out why it sits there in it’s mundane existence, waiting to be called up once every 365 days to serve powers unseen. A bit like Sports Day as a child – forcefully and reluctantly being called into action without any personal incentive nor… Read More

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Origins: Beginnings and Endings

Seven days later and I’m still exactly where I started. I have since moved in your world, only to find myself back where I was last week – whilst also being idle in my real world. It’s almost as if a program isn’t running correctly – an error in the code. The fissure in the sky. That I know is the final frontier. I know that what I do in your world directly affects which direction I move in my world. It’s almost as if your world is a subset of my world. But your world has flaws which make it impossible for anyone to transcend back and forth between… Read More

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Intro to Chapter II: Grey Earth / Green Lake / Red Sky / White Room

It’s a brand new year. You could say not much has changed. Everyone else’s world hasn’t; mine on the other hand, particularly the Other World, is unrecognisable. The white rooms are gone. Replaced by grey earth, a green lake, a red sky, symbols, and a tear in the fabric of this place across the lake. I need to get across the lake. I’m pretty sure it’s the true white room. I’m not sure why but I know I need to get there. The only issue is I cannot move when I’m in the Other World. But I can move in this world – physically yes, but the answer lies in… Read More

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The End of Chapter I

Yesterday was a remarkable milestone in my visit here. Now that we’ve developed through the first chapter of the story, I feel like I’m coming to terms with being on this planet. I’ve learnt how to make a cup of tea, most importantly amongst other things. That’s the end of chapter one. I’ll be back when we start the next chapter.

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