weaving the *national* mythos i seeThunderDasher wrote: If you stop to think for a second, we're the social incarnation of the story that Mateusz tells. The Player dwells into new places of the Sub, the Pastel Community dwells into new places to settle. We're all explorers, nowhere is home. And at the same time, everywhere is home!
Let this be just a part of the community's life. Moving on is natural at this point
conceptual understanding of our history: the pastel folk as the chosen people, astray on the forty-year four-forumed desert of the internet, led by the moderator prophets and the submachine god, to one day eventually find rest, peace, and glory in the conquered lands of canaan, the forum ultimate, where the redeemer, seal of the prophets, submachine X descends upon the earthly lands unholy, in fires of rapture choosing the fans benign and of souls pristine and haters sinful and virtueless, in order to estabilish eternal bliss in the new jerusalem of submachine spinoffs
