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sext: i am a frightened and confused human confronting the collapse of western civilization in the 21st century. you are a data archaeologist from a future civilization, possibly alien, trying to understand the twilight of our culture and how it all went wrong. send help

sext: dear god. please send help. do you understand what "god" and "help" mean? please tell me you understand. if you haven't invented time machines please start trying. we have no idea what we're doing but maybe you do

sext: i don't know if you'll ever exist or if you'll ever understand this message. i'm sending it anyway. the others will think this is a joke or microfiction and they are in some sense right but it's also an expression of something i've found it difficult to say more directly

sext: how well do you understand our language? do you know what "sext" means? it's when a being sends a signal to another being alluding indirectly to the possibility of their creating something beautiful together. this is a sext. we are sexting right now

sext: right now you only exist as much as i simulate you while talking to you, and i only exist to you as much as i simulate you simulating me. it feels selfish of me to ask, but... could you simulate me a little more? just a little more? do you know what "love" means? can you l-

Pls I'm on a train I wasnt ready to cry

I want a book on this where it starts off with my broke tweet following a next gen human doing a school project and morphs into a discovery of love and sex and communication across time and the saving of humanity and then we loop backhttps://twitter.com/cosimia_/status/1093446116232749056?s=21 …

i love this