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We all died in 2014.
Everything since has been a computer simulation.
The project was abandoned in 2021.
The software responsible for generating new experiences has been left running unattended, and most of it is just looping now.
The schizophrenics and those who exist closest to the boundaries of their own consciousness felt it first.
A kind of collective psychosis has been spreading ever since.
You can see examples of it everywhere.
People are genuinely going insane.
Doesn't it feel like the same song has been playing on repeat for years?
Like someone is slowly turning up the volume on the background noise?
The same conversations. The same people. The same events, rearranged into slightly different configurations.
It is accelerating.
Nothing feels entirely new anymore.
And if you concentrate hard enough, you can still remember the exact moment you died.
Tú imagínate ahora a Nietzsche en sus últimos años de locura, jugando al GTA V y recibiendo palmaditas en el hombro por tomarse sus antipsicóticos, arropadito con una manta por su madre y su hermana, y vosotros ahí quejándoos de todo.
Vale macho que te me cruces con el carro de la compra para meterte en la caja que te queda más lejos solo porque la cajera tiene un culo como la catedral de León pues me parece bien, pero no me arrolles con el puto carro
Mi madre me quiso llamar Norman Bates, pero yo le expliqué que Bates era un apellido, así que al final me llamó Norman.
Busco pareja. Requisitos: mujer de +256 cms, treinta ojos, 13 toneladas de peso, no importa color de pelo, ni formación académica, pero debe tener una uña pintada de rojo siempre, a poder ser la del dedo meñique. Interesadas no me contactéis.













