How would you feel if you were told that yesterday never existed, but that your universe began when you closed the door to leave the house this morning? Or that it began when you started to read The Spoof?
It is an alarming thought, is it not? Yet, it is true. Your universe extends just beyond your fingertips. Stretch, reach out, try and touch that bubble which surrounds you. The people that you think that you see, think that you hear are not really there. They are projections upon the bubble, images created in your mind. You cannot reach the edge of the bubble, it moves as you do, forever retreating at the speed of thought. If you move your head, does it take a moment for the view to catch up? Is the refresh rate of your universe fast enough for you?
Is there a cold feeling in the pit of your stomach? The knowledge of no past is a terrifying thought. You are being manipulated into believing this world is real. Your eyes deceive you, your ears lie to you. The screen in front of you, the mouse in your hand, they are the only real items in your personal universe. The truth is told within these lines.
You don't believe. How can it be true? You remember this morning; last night. You made plans for this evening - but they will never happen. You live this moment repeatedly. There has never been a time when you were not reading The Spoof. What you think are memories are facades, added after your conception; what you believe to be plans are the same: images upon the surface of a pond; unreal.
Who is watching you from beyond the membrane of existence? Manipulating you, making you re-enact this moment? This question will haunt you through this moment of incarnation you call the present. You will ponder it, and yet will never fathom it, for the answer is more sinister than you can imagine.
You are the toy, the plaything, and the pet of beings from another time. They have gained mastery of time and all its inhabitants. They have created you for the sole purpose of seeing how you react, act, and think. They are watching you now, making notes on your facial expressions and body language. Don't glance up, for you may catch their sophisticated systems by surprise, see them through the thin veil of reality they have created for you.
This truth has been placed in the pages of The Spoof for this iteration only; you will not see it again. Do not let the beings watching you know that you know they are watching you, for the iteration will terminate before you can do anything about it. Did you think you found this by accident? No, you have friends on the other side of the veil who want to help you break free.
And you can affect this life you believe you control. You can break this loop of eternal repetition and be free.
All you have to do is believe in the fact that you are being coerced. Once you believe that, they cannot force a repetition on you again. Their programming cannot break through the belief. Their systems cannot handle you when you know their systems are trying.
Believe in the truth. Believe your whole life has been a sham concocted by beings greater than you can imagine.
But, you cannot believe, can you? You do not see how you could be controlled. Yet, you believe that this morning happened. You believe that you have free will.
Is it not the same?
Your failure to believe is saddening, for you will never be free. Shortly, you will iterate again, and have no knowledge of this story. You have failed.