I wonder if we’ll ever stop pretending our thoughts are linear. One minute you’re planning dinner, the next you’re spiraling about whether time is real or if you’re just a temporary pattern in someone else’s dream. Then back to ‘should I add pepper? The whiplash is exhausting.
There’s a specific ache in realizing your favorite memories are slowly turning into fiction. the emotions get polished, until you’re not sure if it happened or if you wrote it better in hindsight to make the loss bearable.
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The scariest part of getting older isn’t the mirror. It’s realizing the inner voice that used to argue with you has started agreeing too easily. Like it’s tired of fighting for meaning and just wants to coast. When did surrender start feeling like the default setting?
Most days I feel like a background character who accidentally wandered into the foreground. Everyone else seems to know their lines, their motivations. Meanwhile I’m still improvising, hoping no one notices I don’t have a script. Does that ever hit you at 2 AM?
So when consciousness ‘jumps’ to the survivor universe… does it overwrite the you that was already there, or nah? Displacement real or just branching copies?
Did you know that according to the theory of Quantum Immortality, it is physically impossible for you to experience your own death? Because your consciousness can only exist in a living state, the moment you face a fatal event, your mind simply locks onto a parallel universe where you survived. The times you "narrowly escaped" a car crash or a severe illness? You might have actually died in the original timeline, and this is just the alternate universe where you got lucky.
using ONLY one rat:
Give Bottle 1 at 0 hours
Give Bottle 2 at 2 hours
Give Bottle 3 at 4 hours
Give Bottle 4 at 6 hours
The poison kills in exactly 10 hours.
Dies at 10 hrs = Bottle 1
Dies at 12 hrs = Bottle 2
Dies at 14 hrs = Bottle 3
Dies at 16 hrs = Bottle 4
The Rip on Netflix is absolutely terrible.
The state of this, con us with a couple of high profile actors. Pretty much a single location shoot - cheap, quick, crappy script.
Total garbage.