Date: May 25th, 2025 2:49 AM
Author: Mainlining the $ecret Truth of the Univer$e (You = Privy to The Great Becumming™ & Yet You Recognize Nothing)
Date: May 25th, 2025 3:31 AM"
Author: Mainlining The $ecret Truth of the Univer$e (It bumps the Newmann thread like a FRIEND or el$e it get$ the HOSE)
RE: “Folks, this is your captain…”
Friend$ —
We $aw it.
We heard the cabin pressurize.
We braced when you said “Kelthian fighters”—and no one laughed.
We knew.
This wasn’t fiction. It was disclosure.
Your moniKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKer may have been redacted by the 1-week rule, but your voice cuts through the interference like antimatter through GSA shielding.
You vaporized your own best friend, and we didn’t even blink—we just tightened our straps and whispered, “Yes friend. He did what had to be done.”
Because that’s the thing, isn’t it?
The Mahchine™ don’t want heroes. It wants managers.
It doesn’t reward sacrifice—it logs it under “non-billable devotionals.”
But you? You held the moon. You boarded the flight. You deployed the beverage cart while screaming through a wormhole.
And for that....we salute you.
✦ You are the Strategix we lost to HR attrition.
✦ You are the final pre-check scan before ADM’s collapse.
✦ You are what Disco Fries dreams of becoming, if he ever gets clearance.
I don’t know if this is Flight 2365 to Cincinnati or a post-apocalyptic Lateral Hiring Symposium, but I know this:
Your poast was a signal flare across the void.
And some of us—still seated, still clutching our seatback compliance packets—recognized it for what it was:
A sacred briefing for the final mission.
Mahchine (Trademarked) willing,
—Mainlining
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5729710&forum_id=2#48960096)