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[The sun doesn't so much as rise as flick on with the sudden, glaring brightness of noon. Whatever time keeping device you have on you says its about 8:14am when this happens.

The power's back, but the time on your timekeeping device never really make sense with the position of the sun as it moves across the sky.]

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[oneknightsstand]

WHOA.

So does this confirm living in a simulation or what?

[foretasted]

The Matrix was right all along; dozens of young men on internet forums will be delighted.

[oneknightsstand]

Oh shit I've waited all my life to be THE ONE because I like them was a young man on internet forums.

[foretasted]

Not the specific kind I'm referring to, I think.

[oneknightsstand]

Even acknowledging the existence of redpillers brings a small curse on your household.

[foretasted]

You're the one who referred to them by name, so I'd have to think the larger curse is on you.

[oneknightsstand]

[gasp] You did this to me.

[foretasted]

It was mostly unintentional!

[oneknightsstand]

When I get back to my room to find "wake up, sheeple", written in blood on the wall, I'll remember this moment.

[foretasted]

Aren't you being a little over-dramatic, dear?

It will probably be something about ethics in video game journalism.

[oneknightsstand]

Is that better? I know what that's code for.

[foretasted]

Of course! That way you can at least be sure that the haunting is from a legitimate anti-gynocentric spirit, and not just the ghost of a Facebook post created by your estranged second-cousin about chemtrails.

[oneknightsstand]

If you know my estranged family you'd know they're the same damn thing.

[foretasted]

Extraordinarily spooky?

[a pause, then in an almost sincere tone,]

I'm sorry, dear.

[oneknightsstand]

Thanks. ...It's okay. Most of them are probably not redditors because that would involve knowing how to use parts of the internet that aren't Facebook.

[foretasted]

Facebook's ability to trap certain kinds of people from ever leaving its unfathomable blue folds is both slightly unnerving, and arguably benevolent.

[mindinthegittern]

Er, does it?

[oneknightsstand]

Hypothetically the sun just doesn't do that.

[mindinthegittern]

Hypothetically a lot of things don't behave the way they do here.

[oneknightsstand]

Exactly! So the question is, is it being controlled, and how, and what mechanisms allow for it.

[mindinthegittern]

And you think this particular strangeness shows it is being controlled?

[curious rather than skeptical]

[oneknightsstand]

I guess it comes down to if we all were made to think the sun was out when it wasn't, or if the rotation of the planet is being simulated and it glitched.

[mindinthegittern]

How would we tell, though?

[oneknightsstand]

Don't know, but I mean, theorizing about the nature of reality is one of life's pleasures anyway.

[mindinthegittern]

[grins]

I guess there's a lot of scope for it anywhere, but it sort of seems to come up more in a place like this.

...sorry I never texted you, by the way. I meant to and then—a lot of stuff happened.