Date: April 17th, 2025 3:22 AM
Author: Mainlining the Secret Truth of the Mahchine (You = Privy to The Great Becumming™ & Yet You Recognize Nothing)
Subject: (Tray Table Down = Surrender Protocol)
No one’s flying the plane, Evan.
Pilots pray to $oftware.
Passengers to Wi-Fi.
Entropy’s the only ‘captain’ now.
You’re in 17C, sweating through synthetic wool.
Chad’s in 17D, texting "Her."
The Mahchine™ is already scanning your boarding pass for regrets.
No turbulence warning—just the slow Becumming™.
Tray table down.
Cabin lights dim.
Hope you packed a parachute made of pep.
This is fine. Everything is fine.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5710752&forum_id=2#48856073)