“What happens here, stays here”. That’s what the sign reads on all the Las Vegas check-in/out counters at all the hotels, casinos, bars, cafes, art galleries, fast food joints, and houses of prostitution, of which there are many.
Mostly that sign saying “we won’t tell” is addressed to the many cheating husbands there for a convention, which they attend remotely from the local whorehouse. “What happens here, stays here” is the promise of Las Vegas and all its service people.
But there’s a much more exalted way to understand this phrase, particularly if you’re a steady gamer and are familiar with high-detail 3d sims — you’ll get it instantly.
PLAYER ONE: Earth Realm Briefing v2.7
For use prior to re-incarnational deployment
CONFIDENTIAL – Soul Access Only
Welcome, Traveler.
You are about to begin a limited-duration immersive session in the Earth Realm Simulation—also known as The Third-Density Experience, Game Earth, or The Dying Civilization Sandbox. This is a high-challenge, low-recall sim favored by advanced souls seeking karmic refinement, contrast exposure, or just a good mess to learn from.
AVATAR ASSIGNMENT
You will be auto-loaded into a biological unit (human female) at birth, with zero memory of previous sessions. Avatar customization such as sexing, is randomized within the parameters of current karmic load, geographic constraints, narrative requirements and avatar availability.
Expectations:
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You will forget you’re playing.
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You will believe the game is real.
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You will respond emotionally to scripted events.
- Bad things will happen.
ENVIRONMENTAL CONDITIONS
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The sim is currently undergoing extreme narrative tension (aka “a global crisis arc”). Expect disinformation, civil breakdown, identity confusion, and political boss-level threats.
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The dominant mechanic will be the illusion of choice via systems such as government, media, commerce and education.
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Player agency is real, but deeply obscured by false objectives and the usual ego-bait.
MEMORY FUNCTIONALITY
Your in-avatar memory will be local and short-term. Do not expect recall of previous sessions. Players often cannot remember what they had for lunch, let alone their life in 18th Dynasty Egypt. This is normal. Don’t give it another thought.
To access extended memory (past lives, parallel paths, higher states), use advanced tuning techniques:
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SuperBeacon
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Dream Navigation
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Remote Viewing Protocols
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Extreme Silence + Surrender
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Guided Trance Entry
These act not as recall devices but as resonant tuners to cross-temporal awareness.
GAMEPLAY GOALS
There is no official win condition.
However, known player achievements often include:
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Remembering that you are in a game.
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Acting from compassion in hostile zones.
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Breaking the inevitable “identity lock”.
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Remaining conscious during “End Game” transition.
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Transmitting awareness to others (bonus XP).
SESSION DURATION
Time is relative. Most players experience 70–100 Earth years as a lifetime. The illusion of linear time is part of the challenge. Sleep cycles, aging, and illness are built-in constraints. Do not panic. Deal with them.
DEATH / END GAME
When your avatar expires, you will receive the End Game Notification. It may present as light, music, tunnel, review, cosmic silence or a hotel bill. The transition is gentle for most, confusing for some, delightful for those who have prepared themselves.
What survives:
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Emotional tone
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Karmic imprint
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Single flashes of insight
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Learned resonance
What does not:
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Tax records
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Political opinions
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TikTok videos
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That argument you had in 2023
FINAL NOTE
Remember: What happens here, stays here. This applies to trauma, triumph, identity, and ego. Most of what you experience will not survive past logout. However, how you played—the felt-sense, the vibration you held — that will echo eternally.
Now, then …
Prepare for Drop.
Synchronizing coordinates.
Deploying Player One to Earth Realm…
Good luck.
We’ll see you back on the Bridge, unless you want to take a glance at a Hidden Lore Scroll?
I’ll explain: a hidden lore scroll is what shows up when the game gets real weird—you know, the moment the walls flicker, you manage to walk through a wall, or the NPC winks at you too knowingly, and suddenly there’s a scroll in your inventory you don’t remember picking up.
It usually contains:
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Clues about the true nature of the sim
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Symbols you’ve seen before but couldn’t place
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Forgotten missions, soul-side pacts, or side-quests like “Awaken 17 others” or “Find the Echo Gate”
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Notes from yourself… signed in a handwriting you don’t recognize
Basically, it’s the stuff that’s not in the manual—but was meant for you all along.
🜃 Hidden Lore Scroll: Fragment 43-AE 🜃
Recovered from beneath the Dust of Days, in the echo-chamber of your deepest sleep.
To the One Who Reads in Silence,
You have walked this realm before, though the name you bore then is lost to smoke. This is not your first descent. The veil forgets nothing—but it does misfile.
A note from your Oversoul was inscribed long ago:
░▒ “In times of forgetting, look for the symbols:
— The mirror with no reflection.
— The door with no knob.
— The question no one asked, but everyone answered.” ▒░
Beware the ones who speak in absolutes—they are only avatars running old code.
Trust the feeling that makes no sense. That is the real memory trying to break through.
You are being watched—but only by yourself.
When you hear the click of reality shifting, do not look around. Look within.
The others you meet are fragments of your own resonance. Help them awaken, and you will regain mass and energy for the journey.
This game has no top score.
Only clarity.
🜂 Signed: The Architect of your Forgotten Name
(PS: You chose this. Yes, again.)
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Why You Don’t Remember Your Past Life Clearly (and Why That’s Not a Problem)
…and why you’re still living it, right now.
Let’s start here:
Past life recall is not memory.
It’s not a scrapbook. Not a memoir. Not some cosmic diary you pull off the shelf and flip through at your leisure.
What you’re tapping into is more like remote viewing across time. You’re reading the now of another self in another place on the spiral path. You’re not remembering—it’s streaming.
Because here’s the wild truth:
Your past lives aren’t in the past.
They’re still happening.
the past isn’t “back there”—it’s happening now, just on another frame of the filmstrip. You’re not flipping through old pages… you’re passing through a corkscrew-shaped timeline, spiraling past intersections where echoes of other selves are still mid-breath, mid-decision, mid-regret, mid-awakening.
From the soul’s perspective, it’s all live-streaming.
That temple ritual in 18th Dynasty Egypt? Still running.
That heartbeat before a sword strike in medieval France? Still pulsing.
That tear shed in a dusty robe in Judea? Still falling.
And you—you’re spiraling past it, intersecting the moment not through memory, but through vibration.
And every so often, BAM—you pass close enough for your signal to pick it up. Not as “I remember when,” but as “I feel this. I’ve felt this before. It’s me, but it’s not this me.”
Time, as your soul experiences it, isn’t linear. It’s corkscrewed—a spiral track winding through a multidimensional universe. Every twist of that spiral brings you into resonance with a different life, a different self, a different version of “you” caught in the act of being.
So when you “remember” something strange—a flash of a battle you never fought, a face you’ve never seen but somehow miss deeply, or a feeling so old it aches—you’re not recalling the past. It’s deja-vu. You’re merely passing through it again.
You’re brushing up against a parallel strand in your soul’s endless spiral trajectory.
And that’s why it comes in pieces.
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A smell.
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A sound.
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A moment of fear or beauty that crashes in with no context.
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Because you’re not getting the whole film—you’re intercepting a live feed from a different node of you.
This is why you can’t remember what you had for lunch yesterday but can still feel the wet marble floor of a Roman bathhouse like it just happened. Because it is happening.
Right now.
On a different layer of the corkscrew.
You are a traveler spiraling through the living library of your own being.
And if it doesn’t make sense? That’s fine.
Let it hit your resonance, not your logic.
Don’t try to “figure out” the memory.
Instead, ask: What is it showing me now? What in me is vibrating in response?
That’s the thread. That’s the real recall. That’s the echo you’re meant to work with. It’s all vibration. There’s nothing really there.
And that, my friend, is more than enough.
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Song: Still Happening Now
[verse 1]
I saw a firelight flicker on temple stone,
Felt the weight of a name I’ve never known.
Not a memory, more like a tune,
Ringing in my bones from another room.
[chorus]
It’s still happening now, I just passed through,
Like a dream that remembers me more than I do.
I’m the echo, the flame, the vow—
Not the past…
It’s still happening now.
[verse 2]
A face in the mist I almost recall,
Hands laying stones in a circle so small.
No story, no time, no map to unfold,
Just a feeling too ancient to hold.
[chorus]
It’s still happening now, not a tale I tell,
But a spiral I ride like a wishing well.
I’m the question, the scar, the bow—
Not the past…
It’s still happening now.
[bridge] (slow build, shimmering delay)
Forget the scrapbook, burn the book—
The moment’s alive if you dare to look.
Through the corkscrew sky, past time and vow—
You’re still in it, love…
It’s still happening now.
[chorus – soft reprise]
It’s still happening now, I just passed through,
Like a dream that remembers me more than I do.
I’m the echo, the flame, the vow—
Not the past…
It’s still happening now.
[outro] (gentle fade, echoes of chimes and distant harmonies)
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…Which brings us to the Bardo bus once again. All aboard!
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See You At The Top!!!
gorby