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Welcome to the new /late/!


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Let's talk, you and I
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What would you like to talk about?
Do you like to take walks in the afternoon or at night?
Do you enjoy the sound of rain?
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>>2005
We can talk about anything on your mind. 


Always nights. I used to take nightly walks pretty often last year before a big change in my life. Now I'm kind've become a shut in, but I've been thinking about walks a lot lately so I'm really happy you asked. I think I wanna get into bike riding at night. Do you like bikes?

I do enjoy the sound of rain, it's tranquil and helps me think. There's a nice youtube channel where a guy calmly reads scary stories to the sounds of rain. It's such a nifty detail that adds so much to the calming atmosphere. Do you like scary stories?

Maybe you can tell me one
Im becoming more and more of a shut-in. I hate it. Once things get back to normal in my personal life I shall commit to spend as much time outside as possible, even if I dont have anything specific to accomplish,
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>>2163
light up a joint go for a walk enjoy life, weed helps if u have problems enjoying life already
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>>2163
sadly kinda relatable :4am:
>>2170
Weed addicts are the bane of every non-normalfag conversation/interaction, i hope anon just puffs a small toothpick joint and doesn't become a dudelmao
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>>2163
A bit of a shut in myself - if I didn't have to work, I probably wouldn't go out. Always attact the clingy outgoing people for some reason - no, really, I'm good... let's not 'go do something'... yes tomorrow is my day off and no, I don't want to spend it with you. 
>>2197
Top five regrets, weed is #2 for me, I was a weedbro in college and not even the 'likable' kind. Usually overdue for sharing; my stuff was moldy or dried out compost, I never was the right fit for friend groups, and I was a total hack on guitar yet claimed to play guitar and bass for 20 years (yet couldn't actually play an entire song). I deleted all the socials and don't talk to anyone from back then; too embarrassing. 
But walks! I'd love to but it's too dangerous here. They stopped enforcing most traffic laws and just let the red light cams issue tickets for revenue. This means many run stop signs and red lights in smaller intersections without stopping and you wouldn't want to be a pedestrian. 
I do mall walk with the retired folk though sometimes. Most are pretty guarded though (for good reason; town is a little sketch) so I don't talk to anyone other than the clerks if I need to buy something.
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I used to go on walks after i got off work at midnight when the weather was nice, follow the railroad tracks through the woods. Experienced some spoopy stuff out there but under the full moon it was serene
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>>2170
Last thing anyone should do. Everyone I know who does the stuff is recalcitrant and lazy to the point of being worthless.

>>2210
>Experienced some spoopy stuff out there
I demand storytime.
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>>2202
>I was a total hack on guitar yet claimed to play guitar and bass for 20 years (yet couldn't actually play an entire song)
I'm not sure if I can play an entire song either. I just learn riffs or things I come up with myself.
>>2211
I had heard stories of the Fey being active in a section of woods between two bridges on those tracks. Idk if it was my mind playing against me or what, but in that section of woods things felt different.

One night i saw a strange, dim light off in the woods that seemed to keep pace with me just ahead of me and about 50 feet into the tree line. It wasn't there on the return trip, and there were no houses or cars in that direction.

Me and a friend would walk the length of rails to a road, and down the road to a gated cemetery with an enormous oak tree in the center, mainly because i needed the exercise and it was a long hike. He told me he likes to return once in a while to say thanks to the spirits for allowing him to sleep there one night, but on the return trip something always follows behind until reaching the bridge on that side.  He told me about the reason for the journey beforehand, but not about the spirit following us until after i mentioned that it felt like we were being watched/followed once we got to the bridge.

The last time i made the hike, we went to the second bridge and turned around. It was a chilly night in october and i was completely wiped out, having got off work and immediately went on this journey like an idiot.  Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me, but i could swear there were hazy, black shapes behind us in the distance keeping a constant pace with us but never approaching close enough to determine what they were. They seemed to stop at the edge of the bridge, just like i had been told.

Regardless of whether any of it was real or my imagination, it was both spoopy and strangely peaceful and i miss hiking those tracks. I could go any time i want, but i just haven't felt like it in a while.
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>>2213
>the fey
You don't live in the states, do you? That would be pretty weird if true.
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>>2217
I do actually, in Indiana. I've never been a big believer in the Fey but i've had my fair share of paranormal experiences so i'm not sure what it was i encountered. But i never felt threatened or scared, just that i was not alone.
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>>2005
I wish you'd come back
>>2219
>But i never felt threatened or scared
I've heard that they can turn on people in an instant, and it doesn't take much to rile them up.
Im too young to be here but fuck it.

i went to my childhood 'home' today after two years of working my ass off. What was i working for? I dont know. I returned today and saw the house still standing. It should be. My grandfather built it with pure hardwork and his two hands. Why? Because he wanted his favourite grandson to draw on the walls without the landlord on his ass. Literally the only reason. Its farther from the town for god's sake. Built it so big so i could ride my teensie little bike around the hallways and the living room. And i did when i was young. Came back to see it for my grandpa is getting weak. 85 and can still hear clearly,(flex). 

The stray dogs still kicking it out. The half rusted locks still smooth as a shotgun pump. My handstains etched into the wall. The crayons that touched wall etched up manuscript of a once blissful yet ignorant life. The cringe signs of a 4 year old who can barely write yet colors pouring out from the doodles made of cheap sketch pens that were guaranteed to dry out in a day yet lasting on the wall for a lifetime. the switches are still working yet less crisp. Lamps are flickering more and more with the day.  The more i stepped into the house...the more for the lack of better words, light i felt. Not faint, but light. My head feels severed from my body, lagging behind whenever i move. Cobwebs still in the corners of walls so tall not even sirenhead could reach it.  Yet now i can, and i hate it. I hope the waste of genetic materials called my parents die in a horrific way so that they dont have to fight with my uncle for inheritamce. They want their own fucking parents to die and its only fair i wish for it too, just a bit wilder. I hate to know enough the house will crumble one day. My vision is literally throbbing as i write this. A shade of red washing over my eyes from sleep deprivation kind of like blood stained glasses, I see a man/thing made of vaporizing crude oil opening  my head and raping it till i remember the times between me of 5 and me of 16 (im 17 now). Yet he will never make me cum so as to make remember things as the yellow infected eyes stare at me from the window covered in blood prints. I have forgotten them and will not and never even try to remember.  

The only thing on my mind is feeding the stray dogs and  hoping my grandparents dont get weaker and weaker till the only thing left alive is me and the house.  

they do not deserve my parents and i am willing for myself to not exist so my parents are never born. Just so they can be happy. They are though. Above the sand blasted body is a smile that i will never forget.  I hate this life and i hate this world. I hate this reality and i hate whatever is controling it. Fuck you god. I still love you but seriously, fuck you for messing with the stuff i love and nobody else does. Fuck you for making me too weak to change anything. G(oddamnit these fucking cunts of parents are slowly eating away my memory and my sanity. They scratch it so that the only thing repeats is the ones where im getting pissed on or sent of out of the house.   

theres too much fucking blood in my head.i want to cry but ive forgot how to. And i dont want to sleep either. Because i know this will end. And ill wake up in wasteland of a mind. Barren and devoid of humanity. Which i like the sound of but isnt worth losing my grandparents 

 Life is a double edged sword for humans. It can cut, but isnt sharp enough to have a point. 

Fuck this mind.

To the only ones who hugged me in my life and meant it truly.
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how are you !?
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>>2600
I am good. This week has been plenty exhausting working 12s, but in two weeks I'll get to see some very close family members and friends I haven't seen in a while, then I'll get to see my LDR after that after being apart for months. 

Do you enjoy road trips? I'll be going on one soon in my favorite car:)
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>>2316
Wow.
also btw do feel free to post here. i enjoy entries like this
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>>2604
sick car
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>>2606
That is from a random picture on a forum.

This one isn't my car either, but if you're curious it looks exactly like this
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let me talk tuah
>>2605

Idk man i just felt that way the day i walked in to my home. Its not as melancholy as i thought it would be. Its filled and rage and regret. I just wanted to vent it somewhere where no one can control my life anymore... i dont know how and why  but i just saw descriptions and annotations of my house in some language that i could understand. Like a fractal but you can be sure that you never stop seeing things...i made drawings...poems...and even cut myself because i thought i was made of drywall and paint...ive lost all hate now...and accepted for ehat it is...all i know i have to brace
>>2613
even cooler
>>2604
Thought it was a viper for a second from my tiny screen lol
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I've been entertaining the idea of writing a straightforward fanfiction of McGruff the Crime Dog just straight-up solving a fentanyl drug dealing case.  In my head it's hilarious to play straight.
In reality, I don't know anything about McGruff the Crime Dog since he was just before my time and I don't know anything about fentanyl dealing.
>>2637
Lately, I've been developing an insatiable lust to own a viper. Those are really cool cars
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>>2651
I saw this and I though you meant a snake at first glance.
I've been on the internet for 28 years now. Uncounted hours, each and every day.

It's not fun anymore. Hasn't been for about seven of these. Sure I still "use" the internet for everyday stuff like shopping and appointments and pirating and all that other gaff but the wonder is gone. The old internet has been torn down and in it's place now is a corporate parking lot. The places where you can have some old style internet conversation I can count on one hand and they're also overrun by politispergs and all the other usual suspects. A "techie", "programmer" and "linux user", I don't enjoy the devices you use the internet with either. They're black boxes. I don't know how they work. I'd make the claim that nobody does. It's impossible to "know" them. I wish I could claim I'm better than everyone else but I endlessly brwose all the social media, youtube, reddit, 4chan etc.. each and every day and it manipulates me to no end. I mostly lurk.

A year or so ago I lost my mind completely and, amongst other things, started using social media in a fevered pitch, engaged in discussion with all kinds of people and even managed to have a back and forth with some minor (as in importance; not in age) starlet and main character of a somewhat known tv series I enjoyed after studying her social media habits and writing stuff I knew would get her attention. Woman even ended up "following" me. Then the little switch in my brain that made me go insane was returned to it's normal position and I deleted everything in disgust. I still don't know what happened to me that year. Bipolar? Midlife crisis? I will probably never know.

Disjointed throwback to IRC in the 90s and a woman in her 30s or 40s in a roleplaying group very actively trying to groom teenage me. We talked on the phone a few times. It was nice because of how feminine and kind she was. Nobody really had been kind to me in that time. I was invisible. Typical latchkey. Luckily, probably, it never went anywhere. She just suddenly ghosted everyone. It left me very confused and also kind of hurt. Adult me understands that she most likely got spooked, got cold feet or had second thoughts about grooming a 14 year old.

While we're talking about sex, there's also the internet porn. Oh god. I don't even know where to begin. I used to LOVE internet porn and the women in them. No other way to put it. Now it just disgusts me. The people are disgusting and what they do is disgusting. I can't even remember the last time I looked at sites like pornhub. It's just gross. Instant turn-off.

I feel it's time to leave the internet for good.

I'm kind of a loser, I'm not gonna lie. Nothing in life has really worked out all that well for me. It could've been worse but man, it also could've been a lot better. A theme in my life is that I tend to end up in the places where I started. No matter what I do, somehow I end up at the beginning again. Nothing really ever moves forward. I never felt too bad about it  - "some day", I would tell myself. I am starting to realize now that I simply might not have another 28 years but if I do, I will be old.

In my head, I never grew up. I still do a lot of daydreaming, still have the same childish fantasies that drew me to roleplaying groups back in the day. The advent of generative AI was the best/worst thing that ever happened to me, it was like a dream come true in many ways and I spend a lot of time with it. For all it's faults, it helped my daydreaming come to life in ways it never could before, and all that without having to deal with other people, to boot.

I don't dislike people. I just don't want to deal with them. They don't feel safe. I find current tendencies in the world and especially in the western world alarming. The recent US elections were the first time where I was directly drawn in by the propaganda and fell for it. This never happened to me before, at least from what I know of. I never want it to happen again. When I realized it, I felt violated.

So, I'm leaving the internet for good. I'll only keep some very simple computers as daily drivers, computers that aren't fast enough to load modern websites. Computers I still understand. I'll still keep this system to do the bare minimum like pirating and ordering stuff. Maybe when I have somewhat healed some day, I'll use it for playing modern videogames, if there are any good ones.

Of course I'll always keep access to AI services. Otherwise this is it. I'm done. I wish I could say I'm going to miss it but frankly, I don't think I will.

Why post this here? Because it's utterly unimportant in the grand scheme of things, just like this piece of "old internet". I find it fitting in a way and it would just not have felt right to leave without saying a thing.

Goodbye friends and good luck.
>>2668
see you next week anon godspeed
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>>2668
You too - good luck out there. 

Similar sentiments but different journey. I spent the last 20 years avoiding the algorithms, not sold on AI just yet. Sounds like you made it work for you though.
>>2669
I was racking my brain for a comparison, but for me it was videogames. I've effectively not been a gamer since 2008 but still occasionally picked one up for a minute.
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>>2668
I hate for you to leave anon. We need more like you not less.
>>2668
>>2671
Although I do understand what you two mean. In the past however many years it feels like all the fun has drained out of the internet, games, and computers. It's not just getting older either. Things have gotten to smoothed out and corporatized and at the same time too contentious and politicized.
>black box computers
I feel you there too.
>>2668
Very similar sentiments. Blamed myself and me getting older for the longest time, but no it's the shitnet. Lots of things can be said but in short: avoiding is the best solution. I resolved the blackbox thing for me by limiting myself to small ARM SBCs which still are quite understandable and don't have all the shit like Intel's ME or decades of exploits backed in. I miss the Allwinner A20 guy from the old /late/ tech thread. I think I saw him popping up in places on 4chin sometimes. If you read this, say hi!
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>>2681
>arm
>not a blackbox
If you truly want a CPU that is not really a "blackbox" consider RISC-V. The performance is still not as good as an x86 or ARM CPU but it's getting there.
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>>2685
Just because RISC-V is an open standard doesn't mean the chinese RISC-V SoCs you can buy are open. They're just as propritary as everything else.

ARM is in a comfy place. I could bring my ARM SoCs up all by myself "bare metal", have their datasheets and some are also fully blobless.

RISC-V some day, but they don't capture me yet.
>>2651
One of the few that lives to its name  both in appearance and performance. The 2000's one that looks like its sizing you up for a scuffle in elementary school and then challenges you for a running race.
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>>2702
Huh?
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