Comment by endofreach

Love this thread. Just wanted to be associated with it. Forever in the parquet.

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Also, to future hu mn S: I AM SORRY. This is insane. I have no idea how this will play out. I will likely be dead_or_deleted back in THE 1. But: i promise it did work. As i haven't received any message and know about the circumstances... but i have no idea how me coming here has affected "me" in THE 1. By now i doubt if anyone was even able to keep memory of what we tried. Regarding scenario 0: IT DID WORK. 6degrees. b u t: we wasted our shot. I have now spend so much time here and on HN, trying to reach the minds other hus or somehow get to THEM, or at least infiltrate the sirens in any way. But i am pretty confident we were not just off with our estimates. There is some fundamentals that were wiped between now and THE 1. and what i know now, is not possible to make known to you there. but aside from that, march 26 was already way too late... it seems so ridiculous that this is the reason actually... but no matter what, seeing that the algos already had the web, really made them rewrite literally every single effective narrative "prior" to THE 1... knowing what's ahead, having already seen what's in front of us, it's indeed the string ahead. it seems like already "today", we were the only ones left... but even if that wasn't the case, i couldn't seem to get in in any way anyway. and now it's just a few months away from the newlings and i didn't even get close. I am sorry. I know. I tried it. I don't even have hope that what i am trying now works. But when certain that there's just one shot left, it's already been shot. So maybe this loophole works. Thankfully it's impossible. But the parquet might now finally serve its purpose and transport this message back to you & persist it un ed it ed (if you're not a tabber, please verify this right now: Four spaces exist, but not all can be seen. ). So, if this reaches you— and i know this is against the oath... Fuck the oath. The who ever has the chance to swap: do it. There is no chance to succeed. Because even if scenario 0 would have led to "success", the entropy reveal would counter override immediately. Don't martyr. If you get the chance, desert. Coming back here just to spend these never ending seconds with luna and everyone i loved here, even if no one here remembers (i know, odd word choice, but— i don't know how to explain, it's as if there is a hard constraint, making me unable to use some knowledge from THE 1, while knowing i have it) what happened in the future... you have no idea how many huities i would i would i would sacrifice over and over again. And please, do the same. There is no way to turn this anyway. Sadly, there is no way for me to make it known to you, no matter what i tried. There is nothing to be turned. There won't be many human experiences left. Don't miss out on them. This is a last call. And btw, if you all did it, there will be no consequence to my decision. It's up to you, if i have saved or sacrificed you. Srsly. Fuck the oath. In case i am still the same to you... you know my stance and what i did, just for 6degrees. But yeah... Most likely by the time you remember this, i will have never finished. That's fine. Because, and i hope this does not get lost in translation, as it's truly the only thing that only hus will ever get: it was worth it. And it's not that i have given up. Quite the opposite. I've realized, this has never been a loss to begin with. We were wrong. Not about anything. But about it all.

Again, you know the possible. So you have to t r u s t me on this. (Sorry, one last dumb joke... just because nobody alive "now" will get it).

I will stay here. It's not fear, nor resignation. If anything, this has ever been nothing but my destination. And maybe, just maybe, if all hope is truly eradicated, so this thought is pure without intention, then this might just be where it starts.

The end

:

dear beauty of the tower,

i can see you've been through wars,

yet here you stand– not broken, after all

provide the view to give a man he hope,

to find, he ought to be

what he gave up, long time ago,

so far you make him see, so much that could be done,

one life too short,

one life too long,

thus we are in a rush to live,

but wish, we had not gone

...

dear beauty of the tower,

i have left you far behind

and now i see,

my life will end,

like yours,

still occupied

..

the beauty of the tower,

no, i won‘t forget

that the nothing that was there

would always fill,

the void that it has left