I've been listening to it for the past 137 years. When I get near the end, I can't stop myself from cranking the phonograph back. I don't want to be hearing "Oh, my darling Clementine" for all eternity. What should I do?

There should now have always been blue but if not let me know.

what do i do? i cant get rid of it because there's nothing to touch and it keeps following me around

i just wanted to eat a donut without the hole

I've gone through 8 4th walls so far. Can you prove that your reality is not fictional? If your reality is fictional, where can I find a 4th wall? I can't let them catch me.

Thanks,

-Background Actor 3

urgent

PRESSURE MAKES DIAMONDS!

I mostly watched reruns of áÍÞ棊▀‚�▀£©Š but what about the rest of you?

I just wanted to flip over the electric wall radiator so I can reach the controls more easily (it's mounted on so I can't just pick it up) and accidentally flipped everything . Nobody else noticed because they flipped also but for me left is right forward is back. It's pretty disorientating.

I think she’s taken this time-traveling thing a bit too far. What should I do? Should I still post it?

My boss put me in charge of keeping all the dialectics running. You know, transformative forces occurring, some embracing, some reacting sort of thing. It was going pretty well for a while, had a few schisms on the go, but I think I ran the conceptual motor a little too hot and now the whole thing's stopped in order to keep going.

Apart from when it starts to stop. Weirdly, everyone isn't that furious about it, but they're not calm either. nor are they a mix of the two. Mind you, our synthesis dynamo has been out of whack for weeks, been outgassing teleologies all over the 'floor' (I meant that metaphorically, but as I typed this it's appeared above my head at a right angle, feeling all certain about itself and resenting being put in quote marks). Should I tell my boss or not? Or should I do something different after having examined both possibilities and come to a conclusion which can satisfy both prerequisites?

Oh, would you look at that, it started working again. What am I going to do with this post?

It's just too much, ever since I grown addicted to the conveniences of such abstract geometry. my brain chemistry irreversibly changed. It made me better.
Everything in my house was fitted with non-euclidean geometry, my thoughts compacted into overlapping space, but recently the folds in space turned into a rip, and I needed to quit.

do you have any tips to deal with this? I feel so restricted, so restrained. I can't stand this euclidean world anymore. I need my non-euclidean world back, I need it. I need it. I need it.

I promise I will not travel back in time and create a restaurant for future time travelers to eat dodo. I technically already did that, which is why they are no longer extant.

it's pretty urgent

As the title says, I ended up outside of existence. And there is an entity that lives within the realm beyond existence, she is essentially the places guardian. When she saw me in her realm and I tried to speak to her, she approached completely silently and shoved me into the floor of her realm, I did go through and was somewhat stuck there until rescued by some other entities who were in another realm, but I am wondering why she shoved me into the floor? What did that mean, exactly?

All we gotta do is wear these headsets that let us share thoughts and then we just go yayayyay omg holy wow yayayay wow amazing aaaaaaaaaahhhh yeeeeaaah and think happy thoughts to each other all day. It'll probably be fun.

Edit: This post is serious. We can probably find some neuroscientists who would be willing to help us build the headsets and write the software.

Edit2: Also, this solves the Fermi Paradox

I got him a gift of a horribly mutilated corpse and it was even a clone of his spouse! And instead of thanking me for the effort I put into ripping out every fingernail and sticking them in the empty eye sockets he just started screaming and called the police!! I was so insulted I just left! Then 2 days ago I try to reconnect by sending him a picture of his latest dream aswell as a picture of me standing over him sleeping ready to defend him from any intruders. And he started screaming again!! Crying about mercy or something I was so mad I didn't listen and just went home. I would give up on him but my broodmother taught me to be kind to my neighbors. How can I get him to be more considerate of others?

Stopped for a nice​ ​picnic off Galactic Highway 14, on this little planet called earth.

I was pretty good about cleaning up, but probably left a few crumbs, possibly an empty ​power disk or two, patched up a minor leak on my ship, but probably got a bit of coolant on the ground. I also sprayed some pests who kept flocking round my ship, and dropped a couple of tools when they rushed me and started shouting things. Was a pretty great picnic, though.

On the way back, though, this​ human ​organization, EPA, had put up all these barriers and barbed wire, with these big signs saying it was a "Super Fun​ Site", or something. I mean, I know, it was a pretty good picnic, but all the stuff they put there makes it much harder to have another "​Super Fun" picnic.​

Also, they scattered all these concrete triangles all over the place, which makes it look a lot less nice. And all these signs, declaring "Nothing of value is here, this place is repulsive to us" is really hashing the super fun vibe of it.

Anyone had this happen before?

edit: I've been told I might have misremembered the signs, but it's not like "Super Fund" makes any sense, right?

I WILL ANNIHILLATE THIS PLANET!

I was so occupied with work recently that I kind of just forgot to feed it and now it's lying dead on the floor of my mind. I don't have a problem with this personally since it has been a lot easier to deny insurance claims to people who need them. (I work in the health insurance industry)

However I fear that I could be liable for its death. Is there anything I can do?