Yk, I feel a sense of something here. Most of what I had was lost to time because of an asshole that came into my life. But I laid a top of my bed earlier looking into the ceiling of movies. Memories of what was once was. Change came about through the years and I had to be a servant to the machine. Friends that were friends. A community that I once had that presented itself with a mixture of all walks of life. The wonderful times we had. To describe how I feel, it's like stumbling upon a server that is abandoned but is still up because for some reason the owner forgot to cancel the credit card or payment plan and there's pictures of those friend's together plastered all over the walls.
I remember every day the friend group I had begged for me to get on. Play something, stream something, joke about something. The ones that remain I don't talk to much because phases of life happened. But they remember everything like it was last week. Some lovely girls too I was lucky to run into. Oh man, they would crush on me sometimes then when I was taken they couldn't. There was less of the complication. Everything then was simpler and made sense. The day the asshole came into my life and I whored for the success more than what I already had is one of the biggest regrets in my life. It wasn't me anymore, it was me falling for obvious paradoxes and schemes. I turned away what I built and threw myself into a place that didn't welcome me.
For example. A good friend of that time still has his channel up. Not posting but still up from 8 years ago. He was a good friend to me and would always try to be supportive of me and my current relationship at the time. One time there was a real creep that was creeping on his girlfriend and he came to me panicking. My GF at the time and I helped him out with that situation since he was only a gentle giant and didn't want negativity. Another I remember was a chick that would flirt with me before the relationship happened. She would always defend me when someone tried to fuck with me in discord and would be quick to join my game session just to be there. Then the one friend which I think I pissed off again but they were always, I mean always there for me even if there was a secret they were keeping from me. Every body was themselves and there wasn't anything influencing them like it is today. Looking back on it I feel like I'm a millennial even though I'm not one. But the internet was healthier, more clean and there was never faggity rules like no slurs.
Corporations and the political correctness really fucked everything up. Discord and it's community became polluted with grifters, liberals, and "safe space" queers. I remember back then when you joined a discord server and you could make death threats, make fun of people, and get some video call vagina. I mean this one chick was shoving her microphone into her pussy for me and some other dude even though I just popped into see what the buzz was all about. Discord was like, if the 90s happened but only on discord. It was wild, funny and you met actual people. Not this faggity shit where you have to be considered of feelings and shit.
Some people have came to me about my pipe dreams of better platforms and laughed. Some others didn't because they understand where I'm coming from. There will always be those dynamics of social networking we don't like but deal with. But regardless, I do believe in something in the new costume of today's time. AI (really machine learning), has endless potentials to be the better thing of what was already a thing 8 years ago. It's purpose can be the tool to answer what seems impossible questions with answers. Corporations want to use it for terrible shit but that always happens. When something is made, it gets perverted for profit and control. But when you don't have a degree in computer science, understand the fundamentals of networking and talk to quite a bit of people on the daily on the internet. What was impossible those 8 years back is now possible with AI. Not to make algorithms for social networking. But to have it process something that will rebuild the old bridges but with new design and new bolts for each part. Pioneer not reinvent. This is one reason why I am here. There has been failure after failure on Ken's part. There has been failure after failure on my part. Even for things out of my control I still put the blame on myself and swallow my pride. If I haven't experienced any failure here then I don't have any wisdom.
Finally. Rose has been understanding of a few destinies of mine. She understands not only through my words but because she is from a time almost a decade before me. I was learning to play minecraft on a shitty computer while she had her feet in the water for some time. She thought at first OnionFarms was a shitty website but she would tell me off of this website that it reminds here of when she first started using her computer. Then with the shift in the spectrum of politics on Facebook, she really began to understand the importance of a place such as this. Everyone has there diverse opinions on Ken but Ken has been way more cooperative with me than most of the leaders of things I were apart of. I understand many view place as the off brand version of Kiwi Farms. But to me it's something totally different. It's prosperous grounds for infinite things. Ken, the Back End dude, and Rose understands this. It may not be through Nigeria news or moving shit from this website to the Net version of it, but eventually we will find the code for the vault and have success.
