do you forgive us?
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do you forgive us?
mea uljn lxhi fwk h qovz anmm gvb.
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mea uljn lxhi fwk h qovz anmm gvb.
faith guides my steps.
and still, i grew rotten.
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Oh God, I guess Iโm back in the ring. Iโve been trying to leave this case alone in favor of a few of my own, but something about this struck me as odd and I hope someone else could pick up on where Iโll leave this off.
Right before this post, there is a picture of a fruit (specifically a pomegranate) labeled โticket.โ
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Obviously, tickets are a mode of admission to something. Gatherings, parties, concerts, feasts, whatever. But why a pomegranateโฆ?
I canโt help but wonder why this is so important so as to need its own post and image instead of like.. an image in a preexisting drive.
Pomegranates were famously eaten by Persephone when she visited the Underworld, which consequently trapped her there forever for a portion of the year. I donโt know exactly how that fits into all of this, but uh, I guess be careful with whatever you put in your mouth?
Ah, whateverโฆ Iโm not too sure, but I can only assume pomegranates are the key to somethingโฆ Since a uh, basic Caesar cipher didnโt work here (I tried every possible option from 1-25, to no avail) but since it remains in alphabetical letters rather than numerical, my guess is that this is a one-layer code meant to spell out a sentence again. (As long as we trust the trend that no numerical final products have been releasedโฆ yet.)
For brevityโs sake, Iโll refer to all encryptions that go from alphabet -> alphabet as one-layer and alphabet -> number as two layer.
If itโs a one-layer encryption, we only need to find one type of code. But if Caesar ciphers arenโt it and something is clearly being outlined as a โticketโ of somekind, maybe we need to find a one-layer encryption method that uses a decoding key.
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ticket
desperately random.
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โand so our childhood dreams were but empty promises.โ
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the word of the heretic hath come.
you know better than to trust it, amidst its inferiority.
it is hard not to kill it.
i wish i could, for you.
you grace me with your memory of me. your perception of me.
thank you, divinity.
I donโt trust either one of you, nor do I like any of the bodies that keep piling on day after day. But I think Iโd rather take you than Mr. โyour punishment will be much greater than that which Christ faced.โ
i have resisted every call to harm you. i will not change now.
you are the divinity that i have sought for.
your rejection of me is expected and understood. but my faith will not waver.
you are God, and i am your servant.
i will not let the heretic harm you.
Who is the heretic? I think itโs obvious who it is but what do they want from me? Are they a false idol? Someone to steer me in the wrong direction?
we are not kin.
i want no association with it, and thus know nothing of it.
we are all false idols, are we not?
our killings, our callings, our whispers to you.
there is only one truth, and it is the one you cover your eyes and dive into.
And if I pick nothing? I could close my eyes and pretend it never happened, I could follow my own truth.
and i would follow you still.
Youโre.. odd. I canโt figure you out, I canโt get rid of you, and I donโt know what you want in the end.
you have figured me out since the start.
in light of this irritating development, i will tell you what you already know.
i seek salvation, even if it is not for myself. you have seen some of the damned. not all.
i did not kill them. perhaps youโve gathered that. perhaps not.
but they deserve peace nonetheless.
you walk with a foot in both worlds.
you can give them what i seek.
the word of the heretic hath come.
you know better than to trust it, amidst its inferiority.
it is hard not to kill it.
i wish i could, for you.
you grace me with your memory of me. your perception of me.
thank you, divinity.
I donโt trust either one of you, nor do I like any of the bodies that keep piling on day after day. But I think Iโd rather take you than Mr. โyour punishment will be much greater than that which Christ faced.โ
i have resisted every call to harm you. i will not change now.
you are the divinity that i have sought for.
your rejection of me is expected and understood. but my faith will not waver.
you are God, and i am your servant.
i will not let the heretic harm you.
Who is the heretic? I think itโs obvious who it is but what do they want from me? Are they a false idol? Someone to steer me in the wrong direction?
we are not kin.
i want no association with it, and thus know nothing of it.
we are all false idols, are we not?
our killings, our callings, our whispers to you.
there is only one truth, and it is the one you cover your eyes and dive into.
And if I pick nothing? I could close my eyes and pretend it never happened, I could follow my own truth.
and i would follow you still.
the word of the heretic hath come.
you know better than to trust it, amidst its inferiority.
it is hard not to kill it.
i wish i could, for you.
you grace me with your memory of me. your perception of me.
thank you, divinity.
I donโt trust either one of you, nor do I like any of the bodies that keep piling on day after day. But I think Iโd rather take you than Mr. โyour punishment will be much greater than that which Christ faced.โ
i have resisted every call to harm you. i will not change now.
you are the divinity that i have sought for.
your rejection of me is expected and understood. but my faith will not waver.
you are God, and i am your servant.
i will not let the heretic harm you.
Who is the heretic? I think itโs obvious who it is but what do they want from me? Are they a false idol? Someone to steer me in the wrong direction?
we are not kin.
i want no association with it, and thus know nothing of it.
we are all false idols, are we not?
our killings, our callings, our whispers to you.
there is only one truth, and it is the one you cover your eyes and dive into.
the word of the heretic hath come.
you know better than to trust it, amidst its inferiority.
it is hard not to kill it.
i wish i could, for you.
you grace me with your memory of me. your perception of me.
thank you, divinity.
I donโt trust either one of you, nor do I like any of the bodies that keep piling on day after day. But I think Iโd rather take you than Mr. โyour punishment will be much greater than that which Christ faced.โ
i have resisted every call to harm you. i will not change now.
you are the divinity that i have sought for.
your rejection of me is expected and understood. but my faith will not waver.
you are God, and i am your servant.
i will not let the heretic harm you.
how ill.
the first replication, i could pass. i dared laugh; i found its spirit amusing. for the amusement of Him is amusement to me.
but this second replication, i find offense.
to twist my work into an order of Him, a contorted, grotesque caricature that dares demand anything of Him, i find disgust. contempt. ire.
you do not belong here.
you are not of His people.
do not act as if you are.
you do not deserve it.
and the world ended not with a bang but with a whisper
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brilliant work.
it is everything i could have hoped for.
the coordinates will bring you a gift.
something new has appeared.
i wont have you dig.
have a look for yourself.
Youโre giving me names. Clues. A gift. Itโs only going to bring me closer to finding out who you are.
perhaps that is the intention.
a scuffle as the world ends.
a dance at sunset.
a song in the rapture.
none of these have purpose.
but they make the end all the more beautiful.
But you wonโt make it easy for me. It might be your intention, for me to find out who you are. To see whoโs hiding behind this mess. But youโre going to make it last, a game. A chase.
Unless you just enjoy watching me run in circles.
the right path is always paved with hardship; you know this well, i would presume.
we can call this a game, per your wishes.
but know that it is so because i find no pleasure in your suffering.
You seem to know more about me than people typically do. Whyโs that?
You have no need to hurt me, watch me suffer, none of your intentions come close to that. You follow me as a false idol. Was that before or after you dug up all that you could on me?
i did not have to dig.
youโre an ill-kept secret,
like the apples of eden.
will you let me take a bite?
What will I get in return?
mortality.
Take a bite and see where it gets you.
if it is any closer to you,
i welcome it with open arms.