Exploration Log Entry #2
It has been over one week since I have entered the datascape
and settled high in the lofty iCloud layer of the blogosphere. In the recent week I have been laying low,
keeping out of site of internet pirates whom patrol this world in search of any
and all scraps of data worth salvaging (or not).
During my days, I have conversed with the natives and have
begun to pick up their strange lingo known colloquially and only slightly
intelligibly as “leet” or “one thousand three hundred thirty-seven” for short. It is a strange language, combining both an
archaic form of pseudo-English with Arabic quantitative characters, forming
barely audible sounds that are not quite numbers and just barely young verbiages
fresh off the mouths of newly conceived thoughts.
My nights are spent in different activities, impossible to
explain and only recently remembered. I
have finally understood how time works in conjunction with thought, so for
those of you who had been infinitely confused with my last posting, worry
not. All future chronal inconsistencies were
eradicated and are currently being repaired some time ago.
Today is the day of war.
On the day of love, prepare for something new.
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