The Fear Nothing Foundation

You are not your body. You are not your fear. They put those weights on you. They keep you weighted, sedated, and confused. Isn't it time to let go? Isn't it time to soar? Free your potential. See what lies trapped under your fear. You are made of stars. Fear nothing!

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Intermission

Hello, hello, our wonderful stars!

We’ve been away due to... unforeseen circumstances, but we’re back! Some journal entries will be entered for your viewing pleasure shortly; please stay tuned, and remember: We are all made of stars!

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We interrupt our journal entries to share an anonymous recreation of our logo from one of our very own youth! We here at The Fear Nothing Foundation always appreciate when those we set free show their appreciation. This particular redesign is lovely, and so we’ll be using it for our blog! If you have any fan works for The Fear Nothing Foundation, please send it to our blog and we’ll give you plenty of gratitude - and, if you stop by, we’ll give you a free tour!

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James Conroy - Entry #2

June 20th, 2017

Okay, what the fuck is going on here? Things don’t seem like they did when we first showed up, not even kind of. I haven’t heard from my family in weeks, they won’t even let me talk to them. I don’t know what’s going on. They confiscated my first notebook after I filled it; told me I couldn’t look at what I said before. Something about important information that shouldn’t be seen? What does that even mean? What could have been remotely important in my stupid rambling?

It’s getting way too uncomfortable here. Melissa’s pretty spooked, too. I don’t think she’s slept in days - she looks so tired lately. I can’t even blame her, I’m getting to the point where I can’t even will myself to pass out, and I used to be able to all the time. I had to back when mom and dad would fight, made me forget about whatever happened, even if they were loud.

Oh god, so many memories are coming back to me. I don’t want to remember. Make them stop. What the hell is this place? I thought we were supposed to be set free, not caged like a fucking ANIMAL, this is insanity. I have to get out of here. I have to.

I’m going to talk to Melissa tonight, see if we can get them to let us out. Maybe it’s just paranoia. Maybe we just need some fresh air, out in the streets of Tokyo. Something. Come on, they’ve got to give us something, right?

right?

I’ve got to go. They’re telling us to follow them somewhere. I’m scared. I’m hiding this just in case. I can’t trust these people.

- James

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My daughter has not contacted me since I dropped her off for the current youth retreat session. Is something wrong? Can you please let me speak to her? She's never been away from home for this long and I'm worried about my baby girl.

Greetings!

While we understand your concern here at the Fear Nothing Foundation, we regret to inform you that as part of our process we do not allow for family or friends on the outside to contact them - please note that this is for the best, as to fully help your offspring with any fears they have, they need to disconnect from the reality they know, and let go in order to transform into something magnificent.

Thank you for understanding, and keep an eye out! Your daughter’s writing may just end up right here on our very new blog.

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Gregory Emitt - Entry #1

May 24th, 2017

Day one and I’m already pissed. The fuck was I sent here for? All I see are a bunch of rejects and kids that don’t “get” themselves. I already understand me - I don’t give a fuck about most things and I don’t need to. Life isn’t about all this stupid bullshit that makes no difference in my own. Were I not threatened by my parents to go to this little trip they found online, I wouldn’t have gone. They said they’d take away my computer, my phone.. Hell, everything I even give a shit about would have been taken. All because I wasn’t going to my anger management classes. But the last thing I need is some guy telling me how to feel. If I want to be angry, I’ll be angry. It’s my life, fuck you.

Anyways. The place itself isn’t too shabby. Minus them taking my shit because they want me to not be “distracted.” How ironic is that? I get threatened with losing all my shit, abide by their threat, and it all gets taken regardless. Were these guides not creepy as fuck I’d have blown up on one of them by now. But something is off. These guys give me some kind of horror movie vibes. You know, the kind where everything feels okay, except that one little fucking tingle that makes you think “nah, I gotta get the hell out of here.” That one.

They’re also making us write every day, which would really bug me but it keeps me chill for now, since they took everything else. I’ll put up with it, but only because I don’t want to deal with these creeps.. And really, it’s the only decent thing to do here.

I’m going to bed, this shit’s bound to get more annoying. And I keep hearing shit a couple floors up. Dunno what’s up with that but I don’t like it.

At all.

- Greg

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Melissa Tenami - Entry #1

May 24th, 2017

I’m so excited! The first day of being at the Fear Nothing Foundation’s Headquarters! Ahhh, it couldn’t get any better! Amy told me there would be a TON of cute guys, and she was totally right! I mean, I also went because I figured it would be a good break from my hometown. The place is so dead, I needed a break from my family, and let’s face it, there wasn’t exactly much to do there.

This place is kinda weird though... They won’t let us use the internet. We’ve got to write out our thoughts on the daily, and while I totally love doing that already, it’s so much different with a journal and pencil. These supervisors are a little weird too. I was talking with this guy I met, James (totally cutie by the way), and he also said something seemed off about them. Guess I’m not the only one! Thankfully, they put me in the same group as him, so I don’t think it’s gonna be so weird after the fact. Besides, it’s Tokyo, and I’ve heard that the culture here is super different. Maybe that’s what it is! And I’m not judgemental at all, so that would just be wrong.

The place looks so cool, too! It’s super well lit, the computers are super brand new - but like I said, no internet, so bummer. :( Nothing to be done about it. I’ll just hang with James if I’m bored. Not like I won’t be around him much in the first place, though. The rooms are amazing, too, and the beds are sooo soft. We even get to sleep in a bit, and that’s a GODSEND, considering most camps I went to as a kid made me get up early and do some really boring activities.

They gave me this pamphlet too, something about how I’m “not my body” and stuff like that. It’s really confusing.. I thought this was some motivational place, it kinda sounds cult-ish. But again, culture.. The activities here seem pretty normal though, so I guess they’re just quirky!

Anyways, I’m gonna leave it here. There’s a lot to do tomorrow, and I’m super excited!

- Melissa

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James Conroy - Entry #1

May 24th, 2017

Good god, it took us forever to get to the foundation’s headquarters. We spent a good 13 hours just to get here from our hometown. I know it’s quite a distance, but hell.. Hasn’t technology advanced far enough yet to go a little bit faster? Whatever, I’m tired.

The first day here doesn’t seem so bad. Tokyo looks neat, kinda wish I was here for vacation so I could tour. They don’t let us out of the building. Part of the “process,” they say. Fine by me I guess, but a little weird. Usually shit like this takes place outdoors. At least, that’s what my parents told me. They’re old though, times have changed. I can get used to it, and I guess it’s not actually a camp, so it wouldn’t make sense for it to be outside, would it?

The staff are pretty friendly, thankfully - but some of them seem a little too.. Plastic. Y’know, kinda like they’re being forced to look happy. Like retail workers, actually, come to think of it. I wonder if they’re genuinely happy... It’s kind of off-putting.

Oh yeah, another thing. We’re not allowed to have outside communication.. Well, at least, no internet, but c’mon, that’s basically how all of my outside communication has been done, even back home. I wasn’t allowed to bring my personal laptop in, which sucks, but I guess they’re really sticking to this “no internet” policy pretty hard. I have to write this all on paper. It’s part of an exercise they’ve got going on. We’re supposed to do it in the morning every day that we’re here. It kinda helps me vent a bit. Never did this at home, but it actually does more for me than I thought. It kinda puts me at ease a little bit; Maybe these people can help me after all. We’ll see.

I’m gonna wrap this up though so I can go sleep. I’m jet-lagged as hell. I hope the beds are comfy.

- James

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May 23rd, 2017

Welcome, one and all, to the Fear Nothing Foundation! As we re-open our doors for 2017, we anticipate many starry-eyed young adults to join us on a path of enlightenment. Learn to remove yourself from your fears, worries, and your doubts! Separate yourself from the outside world, and let us help you remove all the wrong inside of you. We can set you right. We can set you free.

There’s a lot of brightness in each and every one of you. We are all made of stars. So let yourself shine!

As part of our grand re-opening, we’re creating this blog to better communicate with those interested in our organization. There is an Ask page for all of your burning inquiries, so please do not hesitate. The Fear Nothing Foundation welcomes all!

For even more transparency, we will be sharing pages from the journals of our members as they write them. You will get a glimpse into their mind, and get to see first hand just how free they can become.

We hope you’ll join us, and remember - Fear nothing!