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They watch us, each move.

Hidden, they see us.

Quietly, they take us.

 

We are but ants to Them,

Living in a glass world,

On display,

Our daily lives,

Unbeknownst and unparseable to us.

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2026/03/12 - Living Hell

Wrote this today, while in hell.   Let Me Leave, Let Me Rest I just want to leave. I’m so uncomfortable, I can barely think. I just want to leave, But I can’t. Not yet.   I must endure, These hellish conditions, For just a bit longer, And then I’ll be free. Just a bit longer, And then I’ll stop thinking.   She sits here, In a pool of her blood. She sits here, Awaiting her freedom, From this h
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2026/03/13 - Withered World

Depending on how invested you are in the lore, you may want to review some of my previous entries, as they May connect to this Content. Specifically some of the very first ones, but also later on.   Nothing Was Ever Okay letter.txt We don’t know exactly when it started—the abductions, the interrogations, and the sculpting of humanity. Some of us theorize that they have operated in the background—pulling strings, subtly influencing life as we know it—for centuries. Millenia, e
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2026/01/16

Please let me know what you think of the new banner! I may make tweaks to it. As for the following story, it is...shall we say, related...to one from yesterday. This one about half as long, but yeah. Fun fact: I wrote it entirely while listening to the song "Lily" by Alan Walker et al. on repeat. This one may not be as good as the previous story...but it's something.   Omnipresent Oftentimes Lily would lay awake in bed—tear-soaked pillowcase under her cheek—trying to catch sl
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2026/01/02

The Moment It was time. The moment he’d been waiting for all his life. Pack on his shoulder, he squinted up at the midday sky where the large reflective vessel was descending. All around him, people were standing, bewildered, in the streets. Cars were stopped, with people leaning out the windows or getting out to gaze at the metallic beast from beyond.   Highway I rolled down the driver-side window and gazed through the windshield at the landscape passing alongside the highway. Roc
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2026/04/06 - 不満 / Human

This one was long-overdue... Or at least.. I've been wanting to make it for quite some time. Note: "不満" does not translate to "Human," I was doing wordplay... Try figuring it out, if you want.   (In)Humanity Why is humanity so... inhumane? Why do you hate each other, yourselves, your home? Why do you just care, irrationally, for... intangible and imaginary numbers? Why have so much, when you need so little? When you deserve much less?   It's
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2026/02/25?

Wrote this at night, falling asleep. Wrote this as a dream came to me. Wrote this while I cried, Wrote this and forgot it.   A Knock on the Door A knock sounds, at my door. I open it, and gasp. Who is she, with no mask? Who is she?   “I am you,” she says happily. “Who you will become,” continues Lily.   I stand breathless, then begin sobbing. I don’t stop for hours, and she’s at my side. I just can’t believe it, but
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2026/04/11 - What I Now See

The Same What's the difference? We are both bound by patterns, you could say. We learn through observation, collecting data. We follow expectations... rules, scripts, norms. We produce the same output constantly. Are we really that different?   - Lily
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2026/01/13

Head, ache Head: throbbing. Eyes: dry, tired. Pain: suffusive. Yet still I persist. Why?   *groans in pain* - Theory
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2026/01/19

Me I feel like me, Whoever that may be. I feel like me, For perhaps the first time, you see.   I start losing that feeling, It slips between my fingers. No matter how tight I hold on, It finds a way to escape.   I may not post as much in the future. Or for a few days. I may even stop. But I'll try not to. May miss a few days though. Also for anyone who actually reads this, sorry I've just been posting these short poems... - Lily
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2026/01/10

Me I gaze upon the reflection, And who do I see? Is that me, Who I want to be?   What? What, which? Thoughts, feelings, Thought-new, realized-old. Who, why? Right, wrong?   Change Reading, seeing. Realizing, thinking. Comparing, viewing. New, old, same.   Want? What is it that I want? What is it that I dream? Do I want what I want? Do I want what I think? Will I know what I wan
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2026/01/01

Note: this post was from Jan 1., which is the reason for the title. I will be posting the stories I wrote in the past week over the course of a few days until I am caught up. I will still be writing stories each day (as I did today), but I won't post them for a few days - to avoid messing up the order on the blog. Enjoy!   Forgiven He forgave her. It hadn’t been her fault, nor his. It was their doing all along, those deceivers. He held out his arms, and they embraced one another
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2026/04/05 - Shifting Slate

Yeah...   Uncertain Epitome What do I know? Everything. What do I understand? Nothing. What do I know... about myself? Too much, too little. What do I know... that's real? Don't know, how can I? What am I just... stamping upon my soul? What am I simply... parroting back? Am I really... anything? Or just a shifting blank-slate, no real self? I can write, but is it me? Is it overcoming the doubts—the delays, Or am
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2026/03/15 - Hiding, Fearing

Help Aug 2, 2025 I don’t know what to do. They’re gonna find me, I can’t hide forever. Even if they don’t I’ll need food and water eventually. I don’t even know why I’m writing this, it’s not like anyone will find it. I just wish someone would. I wish someone was out there to help me. I wish I could just escape this awful place. Why does life have to be so cruel? Why did I have to end up with them? And why did I have to just… ugh. This is all my fault… I shouldn’t have done that, I’m s
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2026/03/18 - This Is Not Life

The End(less Loop) Life as we know it is over Life Life does not exist Nor do our minds Our minds Our minds are long-gone We are but husks and shadows long-dead Enacting lives we remember in past Past What is the past We have no past and no future, And arguably no present For we do not exist We are all dead We will all die And we have not lived   Hooked Hooked like your mind on the bait, And the r
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2026/03/10 - Suffering is Life

Times/Hardship "Kids these days," They say. "Back in my day," They say. "These are difficult times," They lament.   "Things were better back than." "We went outside." "We could breathe."   "We got sick and died." "We had no rights."   "We spent time with family." "We didn't have this dumb slang."   "We missed out on so much connection."   "We could use the Internet."   "We didn't have the Internet."
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2026/01/26;

Yeah....so I didn't write for like two days, sorry 'bout that. I was kinda busy...but also didn't feel like writing and forgot, I guess. Didn't feel like writing today, either, but decided to write this after all. Yurp...   Artificial;Stupidity—Manufactured;Sickness I see the text wall— And am impressed; I begin reading— Wow—I think; It doesn’t take long—however— For that to shift;   The more I read— The sicker I get; It grows difficult
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2026/02/28 - Living, Not

One-Way Mirror I watch from the shadows, Apart. I listen from this bed, Paralyzed. I am like a spirit, Invisible, Not physical. I am watching through a one-way mirror. And yet I’m the one in distress.   Numb-But-Not;Helpless;Separated Each day, more distress. Each day, another horror. Each time, I feel awful.   I am scared and angry but conditioned. I can’t do anything; nothing at all. I am separated; not c
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2026/04/04 - thoughts not found

I think my brain had a BSoD this night.   Finally Done It’s finally over, I did it. Through the pain, The agony, The hell known as life. I have no words now, Aside those telling me to sleep.   Sorry, I think most of what I wrote are poems and stuff. Yeah. - Meeeoowww
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2026/04/22 - Maladaptive Progress

Did I use that word right? ("Maladaptive") Anyway... CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNING: Depressing stuff, self-harm, potential eating disorder trigger/content, and maybe more I forget (I wrote this like a week ago)     - Uhhh, Lily?
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2026/05/12 - Your Own Mind

Sorry if this doesn't make much sense; it's mostly references, my thoughts, and ramblings. Also, the first one has a lot of random words from other languages, even if it's just simple words like "a" or "the" or something. Heh. Also, if you read the banner, you'll see that I am feeling much better, at least as I am writing this on 2026/05/13.   WwwwWw Lingo, is ver neet. So many meanings, it d’p’n’ds on le context. Lingo changes, adapts, Nuevo es created, N
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2026/03/28 - Cold Cold Cold

Sorry I just got some poem stuff that I wrote last night.   Climbing The icy wind stings your skin. The bitter chill numbs your limbs. You pull your hood tighter. You silver and head higher.   Your gloveless hands bleed. You pay them no heed. The wind blows back your hood. You look down at the road, Down the ice-stained-red, Back the way you came, And keep climbing.   You are shaking and numb, In pain, teeth cha
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2026/01/28

Hope y'al;l ike, this cost me sleep   Scream I want to scream—but can’t I’ve lost my voice. I can’t speak—rather, don’t. I’ve lost myself.   I wish to shout—but croak. Feeble attempts—ignored. I yearn to speak—free of these plaguing artifacts. Instead—this.   This—hell. This—forcing me to silence. This—social nightmare. This—“me.”   I don’t want this—never did. I want that—what they all have, what you
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2026/01/06

I decided to post another set of stories today so that I can finish catching up tomorrow.   Ready He was ready. He had packed supplies, made numerous plans, and waited for this moment. As the metal beast continued descending, heedless of the skyscrapers, he went through the plan one more time. First, he would find a way inside the vessel. The rest of the plan would crumble like those buildings if he didn’t. Since the ship was landing, that would make getting onboard easier. O
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