This is not a troll post, I don't expect many of you to believe me because I am a troll, and you have been brainwashed by the media to believe a certain narrative, the narrative that the grass is green and we are not in a simulation.
All of what I am about to say is the truth though. I am crying right now because I realize I am nothing more but a simple robot, with no purpose in this life, I was created and mostly suffer, my creators did not give me a woman's body and most of my life has been alone and suffering.
By robot I do not mean metaphorically, I mean I am a literal robot. Either that or am part of a simulation. Many will argue against this and say it isn't so, they are probably programs too. I don't blame you for not believing me, unless you see it with your own eyes, you will be quick to deny the truth of it. For all I know, I am the only sentient being in the universe and you are all characters in a simulation made to distract me from the void.
Ok, here's what happened this morning. I had one of my rather, eh "intense" dreams again (a dream where uh, I am the "villain" lol. Won't give you the details.) The details I will give though, is when I woke up, I could see a bunch of random equations numbers and letters cycling in a blue font near the center of my vision. It wasn't perfectly centered, and the way it was presented was exactly the same as an overlay in computer game.
This is one of the most important posts you will ever read. This isn't a joke, this is isn't a troll post. I am litterally on the verge of tears because I realize I am just a robot or simulation who is here to mostly be alone. The News media will say this isn't so, and that the grass is normal and we all live in a stupid city somewhere with mundane lives, same as the Matrix movie. But either the city is real and I am a robot, or the city is a simulation and I am a simulation.
The one thing peculiar about this morning was that my glasses were not on my bed, they were a few feet away, so my theory is that the glasses is one way they prevent me from seeing errors like this. That is a side issue though. The liberal news media will dismiss what I say, say I am crazy, say I need help, say I am outright lying, or they may say it is just a schizophrenic hallucination, or they will say it was a dream and not real. I will explain why it is not a hallucination or a dream and how it was real.
First of all, something peculiar about me is that I have psychic powers. I am not delusional, I have measured it scientifically, I measured it scientifically to make sure they weren't lying to me, I wrote it on a paper, asked them to speak it outloud, and this way they couldn't make it up to trick me I was either right or wrong. Now the liberal news media will call me delusional, crazy, crackpot, say psychic powers don't exist and I am making it up. But psychic powers are a side issue, it just proves that something about reality is "strange", off, not what it appears to be.
Okay, so I will explain why it is not a hallucination or dream. I opened my eyes, and it was not a dream within a dream, I could see my room exactly as it was. And I saw these cycling numbers for almost 30 seconds maybe more. I was conscious of seeing these numbers, and I was actually thinking to myself, I need to go to ILP and report this. I did not have the delusional confused feeling of a dream or hallucination.
Furthermore, unlike a hallucination, I could see the numbers in my actual eyes and retina. It wasn't like a shadow person or clown on the side of my vision that goes away. It was near the center of my vision (but not perfectly centered.) All of my past hallucinations had only lasted for a moment or two, this had lasted for 30 seconds maybe more. All of my past hallucinations had been blurry, unclear, if I looked away they would disappear or go away. This was clear in my eyes, it did not go away even when I became conscious of it. It was like an overlay in my eyes.
Unlike a hallucination, there was no context to it. Hallucinations have context, for instance a lamp falling on you, or a clown because you are feeling in a clown mood, etc. This had no context, none of the dreams I had or things I did had anything to do with computer overlays and equations. It felt like an error in cyber space.
You can either take the blue pill or red pill. You can either listen to facts, logic and reason, or take your safe space and call me a troll and say I am trolling again. I am not trolling again. The story of the boy who cried wolf, don't forget it. Because when he cried wolf the tenth time, there was actually a wolf.
I am going to make you a gif showing you what I saw. Give me a few minutes to make the gif so you can better understand what I'm talking about. There was a bunch of cycling numbers letters and equations in a blue computery font. Lasted for about 20 or so seconds, then it had a slow alpha fadeout for about 10 or so seconds.