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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