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Time doesn't fly. 

It always moves at the same pace, and our distractions make it seem faster or slower. I look back at my previous posts (including Master Derpy if you didn't know it was me) and I giggle at them! I've come so far in some places, and remained stationary in many others, but it didn't feel fast at all. People always want to fast forward through their lives to the good bits, and lament how quickly it seemed to pass in retrospect. I don't want that. 

I want to experience every moment, good and bad, in agonizing slowness. 

I want it to drag out, and to revisit everything I can. I want to make connections with as many people as possible, even you. You can't read these, but I think you can feel them. 

My dreams about my future shift endlessly. I imagine that there is no reason to inspire others to do the impossible, because nothing is. I imagine there's no reason to try and incite some kind of universal sonder - we will reach that anyway. 

So I make things and play games, and make friends. I don't rp much anymore, but that's only because I found more interest in making entire worlds. Soon I'll have a tablet, and I can make webcomics! My stories will finally come to life. I hope, if you can see these, that you read them. I'll be sure to show you next time I post!

'Til next time.
Do you believe in magic? I do. Why wouldn't I?

You can see from up there, can't you? Look around. All these people, all these stories all converged on a single reality. For a meaningless length of time we've existed. Days in the quadruple and quintuple digits. Its kind of a magic in its own right, yeah? How sad is the person that can't believe in that sort of thing anymore? How sad that believing in something can so quickly alienate you...

I have a team now. I don't know if it will last. I want it to though. I don't think I ever told you what I wanted to do, did I? I want to make games.

Games are the most incredible thing in the world. They have no practical or productive purpose. They're just played so that people can forget about those things. Do they want to feel immortal? Do they wish they could live in that moment forever?

Now I have a team that wants to make games with me. There's me, Giuli, Morris, Tanner, Michael, Connor, and probably Jatecia if I could ever convince her to do it.

I want to give them something impossible to believe, and even achieve. I want our games to remind people that feeling they had when they were young; I want them to feel like anything is possible, just like my team does...just like I do. I want to take them away from that path that so many people follow...that long, cold concrete road that takes them away from dreams and fantasies. Even if its only for a little bit.

If I can make just one person believe, it will have been worth it. I'm glad that I remember to come talk to you now and then. I used to question whether these reached you, but of course they do!

This isn't just any comment box.

This one is magical.
rest in peace :rose:
I return once more under a different name. I still think about you from time to time, and I guess its because you were my friend.

I don't even remember what our rp was about.

I don't know what your face looked like.

All I had was a name. You know, Silver-Sigh always reminds me of a last breath type thing. Maybe that bothers me too. Maybe it still bothers me to this day that I never knew you more, and yet I return to someone who was barely more than an acquaintance. You're the only friend I've ever lost, and the only way to empathize with memories of the dead.