Time Is A Rubber Band

Seven: We’re Bound To


Update: Since our Thought Trains recently reunited {after splitting apart in 2020} some passengers have been blaming the cooler person’s of the B-train for the split, since we went off on an investigative adventure and left the A-train alone, unable to hold back the overlord’s tightening loops.

Of course the A-train could have mustered up an inch of their own will towards avoiding the overlord’s orders, and they might look inward rather than casting shame at the B-train. Because what’s the point in blaming each other, when at the end of the day we’re all in this together?

There is blame enough to go around— enough that all on board might be shown precisely how we’ve failed to Be Real— the problem is that we’re trying to get along, so under orders of our Captain: We shall cast all blame onto the overlord, in order that we stop blaming each other. Then we can move forward.

We simply must strengthen our anti-overlord campaign if we’re going to get some locomotion. We will continually receive setbacks in the form of negative judgements from the superEgo Lindoid; those constant reminders of how unwell we are — so long as we remain within the common track that the overlord rules.

We’ve decided that we no longer believe the Lindoid is a genuine part of our psyche, like Pluto demoted, We decree the overlord an old feature installed by the personality factory, which allows us to enter those ‘all-important’ higher levels of the current game {social ordering}. While it’s a helpful feature for serious players, game-obsession is an entirely separate thought track; a big dramatic attachment that the super ego Lindoid has.

And now back to our tracks: Shortly after our split trains reunited last year, all aboard voted to entertain the Shows of the Forgetting Forest as our hope to ignore this external conflict disturbing our internal discourse. However, we’ve reconsidered that plan since remembering that we still haven’t faced all of the Forgetting that we experienced previously. {who can pinpoint when the memory glitches began inserting themselves?}

Our new plan is all about going Chronological. Sure it sounds old school, but consider the incredible power the gods used in weaving Time’s Matrix into our collective psyche so securely — we could at least follow their methods a while longer, until the underlying timeloop picks up speed as it approaches the tight turn and we all lose our minds while thinking: the box of SpaceTime Possibilities has never expanded so fast before!

“The truth is, so long as we remain loop-locked we are repeatedly apocalypse bound.” Alright, who said that? No doubt it was a secret supporter of the Lindoid, convinced that eternal life awaits us deep in the Central endpoint of time’s spiral. The Eternal Castle.

We are done with obsessing over The Center; we’ve already escaped that alluring pull into the immortal realms, remember? Oh I guess that was a train-less trek I took alone. Heck I keep forgetting that we don’t all share the same past when we meet up here on the same track.

Ideally, the 2032 track could be our last loop if we manage it right. So We’ve agreed it’s wise to deny ourselves a Forest Story in order to ride this loop out like an adult with some concept of commitment. This is Lindymodel 4.2 after all; we should know how to ride out a twelve-year loop without giving up.

The thing is, we must get warped in order to leave the safety of the common denial track and enter fully into the 2032timeloop. On top of that, our Captain, while having scattered identity conflicts to manage, must get the majority on board to agree that warping back to the point when we first noticed the shift taking effect, is the best course of action for our train to take.

Remember when We All got in this Together? Did you notice as the tension on our time-line tightened, twisted, and proceeded to loop itself inward? Our continuum continues to curve in search of it’s completion— perplexing us until the year of solutions arrives and the bounce back of Time’s Rubber Band occurs.

Here we are, getting ready for complete entry into the 2032timeloop— by returning to the start: to 2020 of course. It’s a shock to realize that three years have already stretched into this twelve-year loop! That’s one fourth of this expedition gone, and we’re only just about to start. Thanks for squeezing in the pre-game window to ride along and get untangled from this bumpy first quarter.

Lucky for our futures, We’ve got a method to help us jump from the common-track that our species has been trained to think within. Just imagine— our minds could be the majestic reflections of the O.G. {the Original Game}. Instead we’ve been reduced into being the play things in this Training Game of the gods, who are constantly offering us ‘upgraded’ thought tracks… that always lead us back to them for more answers.

In order to move forward we must deprogram our little egos that have Big avoidance issues. Avoidance is a strong trait of both trains, so they usually only need to reach a compromise concerning the degree of avoidance required for each situation.

The A-train uses small side-steps to dodge the psychological punches thrown by the overlord who is so pleased to induce a breakdown in order to swoop in and dominate the tracks. Many A-Train passengers are nervous about warping and would rather play it safe by chugging along the repetitive common loop, {get in with the repetition} in order to keep a normal frame of reference among the rest.

And yet for what? So that one high-narss player might recognize our service… and take us seriously? We’re asking the A-trainers to release their narssy desires to receive recognition for fitting in and remaining safe, and instead, get hip to our dreams of Escaping the Time Matrix.

We’ve always enjoyed the B-Train more and like to claim that the B-Train is Brave, however, that future timeloop we visited is still haunting the entire crew to the point where our courage has diminished and we kinda lost our cool. It was a venture too far into the land of unmentionables for a train like this: being only one half of the whole to begin with.

For the B-Train, the idea of our tracks expanding towards the AI integration of ‘33 is hella frightening and that’s why B Trainers want to supercharge the current continuum to ensure the bounce back occurs— thus turning Time’s lesson into a reversal technique of twisting the sword from the neck of our overlord… {idea brought to you by the secret Anti-anti-overlord thought department}.

Our loyalty and goals remain confused behind the enemy line that fear draws, as curiosity calls us towards more bizarre conclusions than previously foreshadowed.

Indeed. Well, all aboard and together into this endeavor We Heave! Our options are narrowing and we must act before the point is reached when we are forced to abandon this 2032loop quest.

One quick Q: Mirror mirror, here’s a query: Am I self obsessed? Have I begun to need bigger and better diversions away from my own I, due to my psyche being so possessive of my attention that wishing to deny it that very thing makes me feel free, and thus I am compelled to look upon Elon as a Mirror, the Matrix as my Mother, for an example of one ever-the-more fascinating than I ?

The face in the mirror replies politely, “Certainly your diversions border on the absurd, but that’s because your left-brained overlord cannot rationalize the irrational, and you gain some buffer space from the Lindoid by acting sporadically. In that way you are free to pretend that you don’t care about the judgment, and it’s cute because We both know that you’ll never get beyond pretending. The overlord is confident that you’ll not stop playing make-believe and actually begin to Make What You Believe, because you are such a childish little thing.”

Another Harsh Assessment. In Conclusion: The Captain suggests that we summon ourselves a new upper-level ego to fill the position that the Lindoid has held… We’re asking to manifest a Gentle SuperEgo, and we don’t think that’s too much to ask, considering all that we’ve dealt with until now.


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