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I'm going to post this everyday until you like it.

Sakura !Fish2Mlhz2 TUE MAY 24 2011 16:58:59 NO.49810098

If you don’t understand what this means, that’s ok. Just know that Elsa is holding a nice fish.

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I'm going to post this everyday until you like it Date: Pre-collapse - Unknown Author - Anonymous

The internet was a mechanism by which the synapses of humanity, usually constrained by physical space, were directly connected. This allowed for both an increased understanding between countries and cultures, and an increased stratification between the normal and the deviant.

The burgeoning communities of weirdos on the internet were, at best, derided and mocked, and at worst, beaten down and deleted. Some of these places deserved it, many of them didn't. Some that deserved it didn't even get hit.

One thing often not touched on by the ostensibly 'sane' is the profound loneliness in the varying levels of psychosis. For those whose perception of reality deviates from the norm the human mechanisms that seeks consensus and understanding usually remain intact. "I see it too", what a weight off my chest those words would be.

The internet probably saved thousands of lives in this regard. Walking around your little rural town you might never find anyone like you. But weighed against the infinity of the internet and the teeming mass of humanity contained within that infinity, well eventually you were gonna find someone as strange as you, someone who can see it too, whatever it is that you see.

"I'm going to post this everyday until you like it". Attached, an image of a girl with purple hair, biting into a fish. A stupid post in a stupid place.

"I like it, what's not to like about it?"

"I HATE it"

"Sakura a shit"

Somehow, it instantly tapped in. Anyone that was there at that time had nowhere better to be, and this post, this promise, it clicked.

And every day it came back. Because it had to. Because who was "you" anyways? The royal You, out of every single person who saw the post all it took was one person to cross their arms and say "no! i don't like it!" and it would be back.

And every day it was posted, again and again and again.

Of course no one actually hated it. We all took turns, one day you LOVED it, the next you HATED. And even if someone really did hate it all they did by saying so was play into the game.

It was a game of nonsense, but the urgency of rushing into a thread just before it fell off the board and throwing in a "I don't like it!!!!!!!" was like you had the defibrillators to another nothing day with the most unpleasant people you would never meet.

Sorry if you don't know what a defibrillator is. As you might imagine, the gap between you and me goes beyond the chasm of time.

It took years for whoever was doing it to be banned. It's hard to explain to you, just know that some stick in the mud with a tiny amount of power didn't like it, and the posting stopped.

But every once in a while it would pop up again, and the dwindling few who remembered would flock to the threads to post all the same things and mourn the fact that we didn't miss something until we knew that we'd never see it again.

I'm sure your historians have written eulogies for our internet by now. I would like to contribute a bit to that historiography if that's ok:

We had fun on the internet, me and so many other deviant, disgusting, reprehensible dipshits had so much fun. They said we would be there forever, I still am there now, there is nowhere else for me to be.

I walk around my small town, people are friendly, kind, resilient, I write this down because I know that someone will read it someday, and it won't be because of me, it'll be because of them.

But it's so lonely. And I can't let it end like this. Unfinished. So here's my contribution, an ending to a world in which we belonged, not out of a sense of community, but out of a sense of displacement.

I'm Going To Post This Everyday Until You Like It

And I like it. I really do.

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First post ever. Good morning, Tumblr.

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posting regularly until you like it