Lapse

Sammi: Thomas, I’m alive. I think the last time we spoke was a year in a half ago. I know you tried to get ahold of me, but I went off the grid as a YouTube prepper would. Fear pumping through his veins and spewing out of his mouth. My course of action was solely based on a personal thing I needed to overcome or figure out. The loop… It haunts me more than ever now since I have challenged it. I underestimated its allure. A magnet with no metal properties. A soul with no conclusion. A fucking chain reaction, a calendar not needing to know or should I say even mark down the day in which the same fucking events happen continuously because it does…

I wish… I should have never thought… Investigated the thought of time. A repeat offender. I have become a prolific player in the loop now. I have become aware. If you are listening to this recording, another cycle has begun. To describe the loop as I call it. One would have to look at the repetition of their own lives. We are all connected to the loop and each other but in different cycles. Fuck I wish you were in front of me now. I feel somehow I have had this conversation with you before. Anyways this thing is

I first recognized the loop on my way into the building I work at. Every day around the same time I jump in the shower, put on my work clothes, and head into work. I would park on the allocated section of the parking structure and head to the elevator. Then to the employee entrance. As I turned the corner a female who looked in her 50’s, very attractive I might add would come around the same corner leaving the building at almost the same time I was turning around the corner on my way heading into the building. every day that I worked, see.

At first, I noticed it and thought of coincidence. I know. She probably got off her shift as I headed into mine, but it was constant even to the point where we almost ran into each other turning the corner at the same time. Regardless it is a small example of the loop I am in.

I started to evaluate my life in detail. I would get off work and go have a beer, a shot until I got a buzz. Always put money into the same fucking machine playing the same fucking numbers until they didn’t work. Then out of desperation changing the numbers with the little money I had left until it was gone. I knew I had to change this and I did, but the loop fucking countered me… it’s hard to explain, I can’t tell you now, but soon… Addictions, pleasures. faith. politics, infrastructure, science, history, any scenario you can think of has a formula of repetition. Everything is scheduled from the moment you’re born on this planet.

It’s in our DNA to be attached to the loop.

We must eat, drink sleep, shelter ourselves. Food water shelter. It’s the original three. The loop prophecy. Without those three we basically will die. Men have and still capitalize on this loop prophecy in creating an economic system with rules and laws just to add more layers in the already persistent loop that already exists. At one point Thomas I swear it was on the tip of my tongue. I was so close to figuring out this damm thing. Think about it Thomas has anything changed?

Technology..? Was there anything that was invented that wasn’t already here before in a time we have forgotten about because this loop system rebooted itself thirteen thousand years ago or so…

And Technology…

It just another form of an advanced control device to keep you in the loop! I know it’s a lot to take in and I am pressed for time, but not for long…

Nothing has changed. War, no peace, hunger, weather patterns. Sun up to sundown… Day and night, not fucking day and day, night, day-night night and day! Sure I can take a different path to work but I still end up there. Quit my job? Hunt and live in the wild?

Just live by the prophecy… I… I just want to live without owing or needing.

Even the ones that control the economic system are in a loop themselves.
I think we live on a planet that recycles everything on it. It spins in a circle that doesn’t change right? So Listen, I read a story about two scientists working on a cybernetics project to implant a human brain and all its memory into an artificial body that needed no food or water and could sustain the elements. Is that the messiah or the ones the Christians call the antichrist? To break the cycle of life to death. To be infinite. The loop would be obsolete.

Thomas my dear friend. We have been through a lot, but the broad perspective of our memories’ generalities equate to a repeated cycle. I’m calling you to say goodbye. I volunteered my brain. I contacted them, Thomas. (Sammi begins to get emotional) I am in perfect condition and my brain is in good shape. I am actually calling you from an undisclosed facility. I am currently under evaluation. Once my test results are finished I will make history. So this is it… Goodbye Thomas, my friend. I love you.

A delusional hypothetical. What if time is the infinite resolution and we are just participating elements that play a part in one big organism. Is it a hypothetical delusion?