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John Terp

18 Nov

I ust found this by mistake trying to do the same thing. Glad someone found a way around it.

Hi Pio and hi Eko Request i’m very happy that i can communicate again with some people.

I live in at a country house maybe somewhere between Austria and Germany but i’m not completely sure. I was 10 years old when all of it happened, my parents used to tell me there are some terrorists but mostly because that was a word i knew back than, weird enought i know, but still was something they said so i don’t ask more questions

Not sure about my age, after i was left alone i started counting winters, so more or less i should be 25 right now. I was left in a basement and i set there until everything stopped, weird thing is that it didn’t lasted long. After that i started walking a lot, finding food until one they a found this place witch was still standing even though in a bad shape, i fixed it and moved in. The people that used to live here had a huge amount of records and books, and papers. This is how i managed to kinda learn stuff about the world that used to be when i was a child. So i’m also searching for a bunch of stuff like that to make a small archive of what humanity should have being all about.

I don’t know what you quoted Pio but i also have a text in mind from the records that i have and it goes like this:

I’ve been away for so long that I’ve ended up right back home,
Amongst the family galaxy of nothing that stays the same.
I’m in the family galaxy and we only have one rule:
Keep changing every day, don’t stay the same or you’ll be a fool!
The family galaxy keeps changing no matter what you do.
We don’t know who we are, but we will always be here for you!

John Terp “Over and out”



18 Nov

+ he Eko Request . i’m pio . remember what is written:  for where two or three come together in my name, there am i with them . but you sure sound desperate my friend .

a long time ago i decided to become a hermit, took a turn off the main road . into the mountains . drinking nettle tea . i’m not good with words . and i don’t know what happened . i’m here for so long . my skin turned green   hmm… now, i’m happy to meet someone, even in these circumstances .

you live in a town? are there any towns left? tell me what you see.

…another failed attemp

15 Nov

More than a week has passed since i launched this blog. I was so stressed up that i couldn’t access it (i had some technical difficulties) that i started imagining how people came here to talk, maybe somebody found it and was expecting a reply. I was so eager to open it again and see how it took off and now, i don’t know what to do. Should i continue to write stuff here? …it’s not like a have anything better to do… I might as well keep talking to myself.

I remember being younger i had all this scenarios in my mind, stuff like “what would happen if today, the most normal day of it all, a huge spacecraft will descend from the sky” imagining myself as a hero, you know stuff like in the movies. Well it doesn’t work like that, when all starts going crazy you don’t think to much, you go in different directions at the same time, thinking what priorities do you have, maybe it’s not the best time to write about this now.

Weird enough i spent 2 hours writing this… it’s hard, there’s to much to say for nobody to listen to. You get to that point in witch no matter how hard you try to get used to the new lifestyle from time to time it gets to you.

Eko Request out

Oh shit, it worked, it actually worked

6 Nov

don’t know how to start… it got so bad, turned ugly as fuck. i still write like i’m talking to myself hmmm.

Ok so i’ll better start by presenting myself even though it’s pointless at this time. I’ll just use the name Eko Request.

I’ve created this portal here in hope that i’ll reach someone, anyone for that matter. Maybe, just maybe someone will find the wormhole i’ve left open.

Hmmm, this will sound weird for anyone in 2010 as i’m sending this message from a different time. i don’t know the date, the year. nothing like that. i know it’s 2am but i remember 2010 and i pretty much think that if you look outside the window the world still looks like it used to, like a year before and like a year before that. like 2001 fot that matter or 1990. at least something that resembles society, something you could call “earth as we know it”. so yes maybe it’s absurd and maybe you will take this as a joke made by another fried brain on the net. listen to me if you have some common sense. you here about “shit’s gonna get worst” probably a lot and it’s sounds ridiculous. IT GOT WORST. i’ll explain it to you, step by step, log by log but for now i have to leave it like that.

Eko Request: in search for anyone that finds this, preferably from my present (we’ll find a way to test that)