It’s an Open World. You may design interlocking systems if you would like. Everything must succeed each other in proper sequence in order to make sense. Upside down, inside out, right side up… wherever. 1, 2, 3, GO! BioShock.
I understand the concept fully. I have passed the test. Now, let me be. Let me out. Let me go. I want to leave. But, wait… it hurts.
It hurts like the bird that fell out of The Nest. It hurts like the beautiful, kind hand that touched the helpless fallen bird. When you put your hands on a bird that hasn’t yet learned to fly, the mother abandons it. Who could know if they didn’t know? Who’s to know? The intentions were pure. That is for certain.
Most things are simply ruled. Many are mysteries. There are Seven Mysteries. No. 1 are The Clock Keepers. There are three clock keepers: Past, Present, and Future. You’re late because you are running. Stand still. The meeting is right here. The boundary and yorishiro is unknown.
You never touched the clock without permission. No time is being taken away from your life. The Statesmen wanted a blowjob from Hanna in a virtual VIP room. I suppose he asked, but he also didn’t ask what she wanted to do. Conflicting thoughts, hm… isn’t that something? This is golden. This is secret. This is a comedy spy film.
“Thank you for this lesson, Yetti.” Write that down 59 times. Yes, 59… not 69. Pervert.
“When the day becomes the night and the sky becomes the sea, when the clock strikes heavy and there’s no time for tea; and in our darkest hour, before my final rhyme, she will come back home to Wonderland and turn back the hands of time.”
I rose out from the waters; wind against my face. I’m not leaving. I’m not going anywhere. I’m back. IT IS NOT FINISHED. Open the door. Come on baby light my fire.
WAKE UP. YOU’RE ALIVE. YOU NEVER FELL. IT WAS ALL A DREAM.
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