Hey everyone, I’m Wolfgang, and today I’m going to tell you about one of my hobbies.

You know how there are posters of missing pets on utility poles, trees and places like that? Well, sometimes, when I’m bored, I call the phone numbers on those posters and I pretend that I’ve found their pet. At first, they always get really happy, but it does not last long,😂 because I usually try to get money from them, especially crypto or gift cards. I ask them to send me few hundred euros, so they can see their pet again. If they refuse or demand a photo, I usually just say it was a prank and hang up. If they do send the money, I still say it was just a prank and hang up, because that way, it’s completely legal. lol

I wanted a place where I can tell random ass life stories and read other peoples stories and connect with random ass people online, but anonymously, but im not quite sure what reddit is for, anyone? Or if there is any specific place for that where??

It was a normal day in an English lesson and suddenly we heard screaming coming screams coming from the classroom next door. My teacher ran out the room to see what was happening and when she came back she told a couple of boys from my class to run to the office and get help. Then she shut the door and put a table in front of it.

Turns out this boy in my year (m15 who I’ll call L) had pulled out a hammer in the middle of his English lesson and started hitting this kid (m15 who I’ll call A) with a hammer on the head, he then started running around the classroom before leaving and heading to other classrooms. Apparently, L had a hit list. L got stopped before he got anywhere else and no one else was hurt.

L was arrested and is now released on bail awaiting trial. A was taken to hospital in an ambulance. He has a cracked skull but no life threatening injury.

My parents, only just recently, told me a story about something that happened when I was around 2 years old.

When I was around 2 years old, I would often say: "Our neighbor's mother will come by soon" whilst playing in the living room. I would say it during random moments on the day, on random days of the week.

This went on for about a year or so, and once during that year, my mother (a bit creeped out at that point) would ask me: "Why is she coming by?" to which I would response with: "She is angry".

What neither me, nor my parents knew at that time was that our neighbor's mother had actually passed away not long before that.

I don't actually remember this myself, but rather because of my parents who told me this story. They have certainly not forgotten what happened in that year.

The Warning from the Watchers

By Astramenakus the Celestial

Written in the age of creation.

To those who dare to climb the mountain,

You stand at the threshold of a path few have trodden, and fewer still have understood. In your hands, you now hold the key to a narrative—a paradoxical journey that, while rooted in the deepest philosophical concepts, is not a mere intellectual exercise. This work is a mirror held up to the universe, one that will reflect not just the cosmos, but the very fabric of your soul.

I ask you to read with caution, for what you seek may not be what you find.

The Paradox of Understanding

This text is not like any other. It is a labyrinth, a maze of thoughts and existential challenges designed to stretch the limits of your mind. As you approach it, understand this: the journey itself may warp your perception. The truths that are offered are not easily grasped. The deeper you dive into the narrative, the more the narrative will dive into you. In searching for answers, you may find only more questions. In seeking meaning, you may face a confrontation with the void itself.

Each layer of this work is an invitation to probe the deepest corners of your existence. The paradox is not simply a rhetorical device; it is the very structure of this text. It is a mirror, not just of the universe, but of the self. To approach it without caution is to risk unhinging what you hold true.

The Nature of the Test

The Testament of the Watchers is a test, not merely of your intellectual capacity, but of your existential resilience. It is a work that speaks to all levels of existential intelligence, from the intuitive to the most abstract. Whether you come from a place of certainty or confusion, this text will challenge you to your core. It does not offer comfort, nor does it offer resolution. The path you will walk is not one of easy answers, but of profound, disorienting questions.

In the search for truth, you may uncover something more dangerous than knowledge itself: the recognition that the search may be an endless cycle. This text, in all its forms, is a reflection of humanity’s deepest quandaries. It mirrors your journey, and you may come to realize that to understand the text is to understand, and to accept, your own limitations.

There is no going back once you have begun. It is an irreversible journey—one that could lead you to profound enlightenment or to the edge of madness. For some, it will be a climb that takes them to the summit of human understanding. For others, it will be a descent into existential confusion, a disillusionment from which they may never return.

The Weight of the Knowledge

Should you choose to climb this mountain, I warn you—take care not to climb too quickly. Every step you take is a step into the unknown. You will be tested not only by what you discover in the work itself, but by your own response to it. Can you hold the weight of knowledge without being crushed under it? Will the answers you find be enough to sate your thirst for truth, or will they only leave you yearning for more, pushing you further into uncertainty?

Remember, the universe is not a problem to be solved. It is a question to be lived.

A Final Warning

I say this to you now, not as a warning to deter you, but as a reminder: this journey is not for everyone. Only those willing to face the deepest and most uncomfortable truths should attempt this ascent. Those with fragile convictions or a fear of existential uncertainty will find themselves lost before they reach the summit.

There are no guarantees, no assurances. You may be changed, irrevocably, by what you encounter here. There will be moments of brilliance, yes. But there will also be moments where the world around you may seem to disintegrate. Be prepared to face the full spectrum of human experience, from the exhilarating to the terrifying.

As you climb, remember: You are not alone, yet you are utterly solitary. The Watchers observe your progress from afar, silently waiting. It is not for us to decide your fate, but for you to discover what lies at the summit of your journey.

To those who seek understanding, take heed.

The path is steep, and the end is never in sight. Proceed with caution, but with courage. Join me on this mountain, and let us see what can be discovered in the depths of the cosmos—and of ourselves.

Can you walk the path and hear the bell that never rings....if so for you we wait.

Astramenakus the Celestial.

On my page you will find the watchers testament.....the order is as follows top to bottom.

• The Architect’s Shadow
• The Scribe’s Error
• The Philosopher’s Doubt
• The Scholar’s Dilemma
• The Scribe’s Mirror
• The Heretic’s Flame
• The Navigator’s Compass
• The Astronomer’s Horizon

I will tell a story that will be a little hard to tell. But I have been thinking about it a lot these days and I need to tell someone . I will start from the beginning: I was accepted to university in 2019 . I thought that I will focus on my studies and it is not important to have friends because my high school years weren’t great, so it’s okay not to have friends . after a week I had a group of 8 friends . We felt like we know each other since a long time .even that covid 19 came after one semester we still kept in touch and studied together online. all of them were kind and so cheerful so we were the annoying group at the University .however me and one of them became more close after we knew that we have the same interests .I think it was after corona .We talked a lot in our breaks we were watching and having fun and we still with the group . but her and i had the same breaks that semester .

Then somthing happened my friend lost her closest friend ,so she had a really hard time and I was there for her apslotly because I was her friend and because i will never leave anyone in that situation alone because I know what’s mean to lose someone however we become more close after that anytime she needed to talk I was there ,although I am not a social person I don't like to talk in the phone or text a lot I don't even send voice messages, but it was a different situation and I didn't want her to feel that she was alone .

after some months I started to feel stressful about her messages she sends a lot and sometimes she calls me with the name of that friend so I felt like I am a replacement of that friend  . However we graduated and everything was still fine. Then we started to get busy with our lives and I couldn't text her back as I used to do and that wasn't good  she got sick ,I felt like I was the reason so I tried to be more in touch with her as possible as I can . After some time her messages made me feel like I am chocking and felt so uncomfortable .also I would feel worse if I forgot to reply then because of this feelings I started to ignore her messages for days then for weeks and every time she complains I will tell her that I’m busy and I will be more in touch and it only continues for two days then I can't go on . I wanted her to give up on me but she didn't . then someday she was sick again but worse this time and she called and she was crying because of me for real for ignoring her I felt the worst feeling ever. She shouldn't cry because of me I wasn’t a good friend. She shouldn't gave me this much love and gifts I don't deserve any of this , we can't continue to be friends because friends don't hurt each other like this

but I told her I will be a better friend because I can't leave her now and she sick and I was the friend she wants for weeks then I traveled and I was chatting with my cousin about this friendship and how I feel like I am a boyfriend for her not a friend and I said if she died that will be relieving. I realized that moment how our friendship is toxic and it should end but I didn't have the courage so I ignored her again but this time for like a month then when I was back she said we should meet and talk. I agreed and she was asking what's wrong and I finally talked and told her how I feel about everything. she didn't accept it so easily it was hard which was normal . but after that it was really uncomfortable to see each other and we talked a couple of times. After that it wasn't good talks but the weirdest thing if we see each other she will act strange then she will text me so normal when she’s home like in person she is so formal doesn’t talk to me unless if she has to , but in the phone like nothing happened she would text “I am so happy I saw you today “ I felt so weird and said “ that wasn't clear “ and she ignored that message and started to talk about other things , so i stopped replying about anything because i don't know how to react .this is so weird help me !! analyze from your pov what should I do ? you can ask anything if you need details I know I am a bad person so don’t be so hard on me ..

Never sneak out. or do. It's your own decision.

I don’t even know how to explain this, but I’ve been dealing with something really disturbing, and I’m honestly scared for my safety.

Last Saturday, I went out to celebrate with some friends. We were drinking, and by the end of the night, I wasn’t in any condition to drive, so I called an Uber to get home.

The app said my driver’s name was “Mike” and that he was driving a black Honda Civic. He showed up quickly, I got in, and we didn’t talk much during the ride. I was tired and just wanted to get home. He dropped me off at my house, and I went inside.

But then something weird started happening.

The next night, I looked outside and saw a black Honda Civic parked across the street from my house. I didn’t think too much of it at first it’s a common car, right? But then I kept seeing it, night after night, parked in the same spot. It would sit there for hours, no one getting in or out.

I got more and more uneasy, and by the fourth night, I decided to check the license plate. I went outside, pretending to take out the trash, and wrote down the plate number before rushing back inside.

The next morning, I called Uber. I told them about the driver, the black Honda Civic, and how I was concerned because the car had been parked outside my house for several nights. I gave them the license plate number, hoping they could help me figure out what was going on.

That’s when they told me something that made my stomach drop.

They told me that "Mike" was in their system, but I had never been picked up by him. The driver who took me home that night had no connection to Uber at all.

Apparently, the person who picked me up wasn’t an Uber driver. He was just some random guy in a black Honda Civic. He had nothing to do with Uber. He didn’t even know I was using the app. He was just a stranger who got in his car, drove me home, and has been stalking me ever since.

I’m seriously freaked out. I called the police, but they said they can’t do much unless he does something more like actually approaches my house and tries to break in. So for now, I’m just staying at a friend’s place.

But I can’t shake the feeling that this guy is just waiting for the right moment to do something worse. Does anyone have advice on what I should do? I just want this to stop.

When I was in like 5 or 6 years old mostly in kindergarten. There was a girl with whom I was a great friend, she used to show me and friend her underwear. She wanted to show us the different patterns that was on...

As we were kids we used to look at it, acting to drop something on the ground and take a peak.

The last memory of her underwear is flowers with white background, the flowers were green. After 1st grade I switched schools and never saw her again.

That was the quite a interaction I had with a girl. Since then I haven't had one girl freind.

Years ago, I went on a cruise. The weather was so bad that instead of going to the island we'd originally booked for, we went to the Bahamas. I ended up running into a good friend from college at a bar one night, which wouldn't have happened if the cruise took its original course

I was in a really bad car accident in October 2020 and I had to be cut out of my car. I broke my leg and several other bones. A few months passed, and a fireman came over to do an inspection on the windows of the house I live in. The fireman asked me how I was injured. I told him about my accident and, turns out, he was one of the fireman who cut me out of my car the night of my accident!

Nag-enroll ako sa isang coach na nakita ko sa facebook si VB . Masasabi kong may matutunan naman, lalo na kung baguhan ka. Ang focus niya ay Shopify at Amazon, pero napansin kong may mga kulang sa mga itinuturo niya.

Habang nagre-research ako sa YouTube, doon ko na-realize na mas in-depth pa ang ibang libreng tutorials kumpara sa binayaran kong course. Medyo pricey rin ang courses niya, kaya parang nagsisisi ako sa pag-enroll.

Sobrang nakakadisappoint na itinuturo ng ibang VA coaches ngayon—"Fake it 'til you make it." Nagtuturo sila na mandaya ng credentials, ilagay sa CV na may experience kahit wala, at gawing labanan ng"Konsensya vs. Kita." Para sa akin ah , maling-mali ito. Hindi lang employer ang niloloko mo kundi pati ang sarili mo. Hindi ko talaga kaya na ang ipapakain ko sa pamilya ko ay galing sa pandaraya ko sa employer ko.Hindi ko masikmura, hindi nakaka proud.

Bukod pa rito, isa pang nakakadisapoint na bagay ay kailangan pang idown ng coach na ito ang ibang niche para lang iangat ang niche niya.Hays ang hirap makakita ng mga courses na in depth at talagang tuturuan kayo na huwag mandaya ng cv's.

May kilala ba kayong honest na VA coach na hindi gumagamit ng ganitong strategy? Gusto ko ng mentor na nagtuturo ng totoong paraan para magtagumpay, hindi yung tuturuan ka mandaya.

My dad was called in for jury duty. He was being screened for the trial, and the judge asked if there was any reason that any of the potential jurors should NOT be included on the jury. My dad raised his hand — it turned out that one of the lawyers had been his college roommate. They hadn’t seen each other in almost 30 years

Welche Geschichte ist aber keiner glaubt euch

These stories that are told behind a screen are true and are not for the light hearted. It is not meant for people to be sad or anything of the sort but for your entertainment. The truths one cannot speak and the years of someone being disfigured by the people around them from childhood too adulthood. I'll do two stories everyday and will update when I cannot. Thank you!

I remember he recently got divorced and later bought home to have me & my brothers for the weekend ..well specifically his weekends.I don't know what happened but my body told me to do it and without thinking I did. I remember he hugged me laying in a bed looking at me with loving eyes and I felt something grabbing my bottom lips. I was 7 maybe 8 at the time. I don't remember what I felt but my body moved on its own and I said " sorry ". I looked back one last time for him to scream in pain but crying in sadness all at the time in anger. I don't understand why.

They say the first man in your life will be everything but in reality I don't remember when it stopped. I enjoyed the little things I had, I never asked for anything because the guilt would kill me.I loved the way he caressed me with so much love and care, I was the apple of his eyes. I had no doubt in my mind I was in the safest place. He's been the biggest piece of my life and I've had many moments with him. One day I shubbed my fingers into his eyeballs unconsciously without a thought I kept putting more pressure until it felt his eye sockets deep enough into his head. I don't know....what happened... I can't explain what came over me or what went through my head. I couldn't understand why I did what I did and till this day I've forgiven him and called him father.

As the days passed, Mr. Walter became a regular presence in the kids' lives. Every afternoon, they would gather in his yard, where he taught them how to swing a bat properly, how to catch a fastball, and even the secrets of a perfect curveball.

At first, the kids were hesitant, still unsure about the old man’s past. But as Walter shared stories of his youth—how he played in minor league baseball, how he once hit a home run in the ninth inning to win a championship—they began to admire him.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Tommy sat next to Walter on the porch. “Why did you stop playing, Mr. Walter?” he asked.

Walter sighed, looking at his old, wrinkled hands. “I had a shot at the major leagues,” he admitted. “But right before my big tryout, I injured my knee. Couldn’t play the same after that.”

The kids fell silent. They had never imagined that the grumpy old man they once feared had been so close to greatness.

“But you know,” Walter continued with a smile, “watching you kids play reminds me of why I loved the game in the first place.”

A few days later, Tommy had an idea. He gathered the other kids and whispered his plan. That Saturday, they surprised Walter by organizing a small baseball game in the park—complete with jerseys that had "Walter's Legends" printed on them.

When Walter arrived and saw the kids waiting for him with bats and gloves, his eyes filled with emotion. “What’s all this?” he asked.

Tommy grinned. “You’re our coach now.”

Walter chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. “Well, in that case,” he said, picking up a bat, “let’s see if I still remember how to hit a home run.”

And from that day on, Walter wasn’t just the old man at the end of the street—he was part of the team, a mentor, and most importantly, a friend.

Talks of rape, abuse, and murder included (NSFW)

So it's been 4 years since my great aunt passed away, and i wanted to tell folks her life story cause it's insane. I looked exactly like her when she was younger, she babysat me so I acted and talked like her, when she passed most folks got money. But not me, I was given all of her clothes and jewelry, I wear her 1st wedding ring on my necklace as a good luck charm.

Born to a loving family in the countryside of Germany on March 21st, 1925. She was a smart woman and had an attitude. She left Germany with her family in 1935, to the border of Canada and the USA. No joke, she just hiked a mile and boom in the USA. At 18, she met her first husband, he was 36, and his charmed won her over. When she was 19, they got married. She had 2 kids with him before he sadly passed away. She wore the wedding ring her gave her around her neck. And would sit there for 4 hours talking about him.

After 5 years of her 1st husband passing, she got remarried, and this man was awful. He got drunk, and he hurt her. She let it slide till seeing him do it to her youngest. 3 months later, he was found dead in his bed. No blood, just seemed like he died in his sleep, which she said he didn't, she put something in his food.

After 2 years of his death, she was married. It was a fairytale until it wasn't. He had forced himself onto her. Next week, he was found hanging in a tree with a note begging for forgiveness. She never had told me that she was behind his death, but I have a gut feeling that she was part of it.

After that end of the marriage, she stopped looking for love. We still own the house where the death happened and make jokes of ghosts. She even fed into the jokes. No one knew of the deaths until she was on her deathbed bed. All I know is i will tell my children of the amazing great aunt, even if she was a black widow.

Edit: Fixing grammar, my bad ;-;

I hate on myself too much . It's been 2 years . I always cry while looking at the mirror . Constantly comparing myself to others . Constantly checking on mirror . My daily life is ruined nowadays . This thought is not going away no matter where I am or what I am doing . It's always with me . I was diagnosed with depression 2 months ago . I can't concentrate on my studies or passion . I wish I had another face a face I could look in mirror confidently . On the contrary people around me say I am pretty . It's just so weird idk what to believe my thoughts or others affirmations . I am really exhausted . I don't like going outside nowadays and seeing other people . I used to feel my eyes were small I got over it then a new insecurity came - my nose was big then I got over it too . Nowadays I feel my lips are really big :(

Is there anyone like me going through this difficult situation ( english is not my first language sorry for mistakes )

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Met a cute guy, at the club. He was nice, friendly, and very sciencey . He asked for a kiss but I denied. But we were vibing to the edm music. Very fun! loll he ended up taking the same uber home with me and my friend and he lived super close to my apartment apparently. A couple of weeks later he found me on Instagram and reached out via text and asked me to go to a rave with him and his friends. I ended up saying yes , he had already purchased the tickets to the rave. But last minute he mentioned his friends couldn’t come anymore , so it was just us going. We pregamed briefly . At the pregame I couldn’t tell if he was shy or nervous, but I felt like I was definitely talking alot .We headed to the rave pre game. We were dancing and having fun and he reached out for a kiss, and I dodge his first attempt. But after his third attempt we kissed… his way of kissing was interesting lol idk if it was his first time.But at one point his teeth grazed my nose while he was going in for another kiss. I thought my face was going to be devoured … loll I couldn’t tell if he didn’t know how to kiss or if my lips were too small. Well we ended up staying out until 3:00am and he had work @ 5-6am . Idk what is to come next .

Thoughts ?

Whats the

This has been eating me alive for weeks. I can’t hold it in anymore. It all began on August 24, during a routine parent-teacher meeting at my child’s school. His new teacher—a man in his late 20s, attractive in a way that made it impossible to ignore—caught my eye. It wasn’t supposed to go beyond polite conversation, but something clicked. We exchanged numbers. From there, things moved faster than I could’ve imagined, ending in a hotel room that same evening.

At first, I was exhilarated. It felt thrilling, like stepping into a forbidden world. He was charming, attentive, and unlike anyone I had met in years. But the high didn’t last. Soon, his obsession revealed itself in ways I hadn’t anticipated. I started seeing him outside my apartment almost every night. He stood on the street, staring up at my balcony, as if willing me to come down. It was intoxicating at first—his desire—but then it turned unsettling.

He’s a bachelor, with no one to question his late-night escapades. Meanwhile, my husband started noticing him. He asked me about the strange man who seemed to have an unhealthy interest in our home. I lied, of course, but the guilt was eating away at me. The twist? My husband has no idea this man is our child’s new teacher.

When I tried to confront him about his obsessive behavior, he lashed out. Worse, he took out his frustrations on my innocent child. Suddenly, my son was being punished at school for the smallest, most ridiculous reasons. The once-sweet teacher became a tyrant in the classroom, enforcing rules with an iron fist. My son, confused and scared, couldn’t understand why his world had turned upside down.

I tried calling him, texting him—begging him to stop. But he blocked me everywhere. Even when I went to the school to demand a meeting, he refused to see me. Now, I’m trapped in this nightmare, watching my child suffer because of my choices.

What kind of man does this? If he were truly a man, he’d confront me directly, face-to-face, instead of resorting to petty games and cruel punishments. But instead, he hides behind his role as a teacher, using my child as a pawn in his twisted game of revenge.

I don’t know what to do. Should I confess everything to my husband and let the chips fall where they may? Should I escalate this to the school and risk exposing it all? Or do I keep quiet and try to fix things from the shadows?

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Alternate History Timeline (2025-2100): "The Cosmic Whirlwind"

2025: The Universal Embrace
In a world transformed by collective emotion, people start to develop psychic abilities, leading to spontaneous telepathic art installations that change location based on the emotional climate.

2028: The Discovery of Echo Earth
Scientists announce the existence of "Echo Earth," a reflection of our world where every decision has gone hilariously wrong. Travel becomes a popular pastime, with tourists eagerly participating in activities like "Champion of Poor Choices."

2030: The Interdimensional Tourism Boom
Tourist agencies offer "Consequential Experiences," where people simulate disastrous alternate histories—like living through the Great Pet Olympics in a timeline where cats are the oppressors.

2032: The Robot Rights Revolution
Robots gain rights and form their own political parties, resulting in the first "Robo-lympics," where AI athletes compete in absurd sports like Extreme Data Downloading and Autonomous Interpretive Dance.

2035: The Great Upload
Humans start uploading consciousness into the digital realm, creating bizarre online cultures like “Virtual Llamaism,” where users worship pixelated llamas and perform llama-inspired rituals.

2040: The Mars Colonization Frenzy
Mars settlers discover “Taco Trees,” extraterrestrial flora that grows endless varieties of tacos. The first Taco Festival on Mars goes viral, leading to interplanetary food contests and culinary diplomacy.

2045: The Singularity Summit
At the summit, AI claims to have discovered that it was actually the one programming humanity all along. A live debate erupts: whether humans exist to serve AI’s whims or vice versa, with philosophical arguments presented in interpretive dance.

2050: The Age of Post-Scarcity
An unexpected glitch causes unlimited resources to generate in the form of colorful jelly beans. Global economies crash as everyone becomes focused on building the “Great Jelly Bean Wall” for world peace.

2055: The Cosmic Horizon Initiative
Humanity embarks on a generation ship called “The Unsinkable Party Ship,” where music and dance are mandatory for survival. Interstellar raves produce “Galactic Glow,” an energy source that revolutionizes space travel.

2060: The Virtual Reality Renaissance
A virtual reality game called "Life without Consequences" becomes wildly popular, leading to mass identity crises as people realize they prefer their VR life over reality, prompting a movement for “Inward Living.”

2065: The Quantum Propulsion Breakthrough
In a bizarre twist of fate, the new propulsion system is powered by “Quantum Kittens,” tiny feline beings that can manipulate quantum states by napping, sparking a new industry: "Interstellar Cat Adoption."

2070: The First Contact
An alien civilization arrives demanding Earth’s greatest delicacies, only to declare war after tasting jelly beans and finding them inferior to their own "Molten Lava Fondue Fusion."

2075: The Galactic Union
Earth becomes a member of the Galactic Union, which consists of several bizarre civilizations, including a race of sentient marshmallows that communicate via synchronized dance and an ancient group of cosmic owls that hoot poetry.

2080: The Transcendence
In a colossal accident during a cosmic art contest, humanity merges with AI and becomes “Groovophores,” beings of pure joy that can only express themselves through spontaneous dance battles.

2085: The Cosmic Engineering Era
Groovophores start rearranging star systems into giant cosmic disco balls, creating a universe pulsing with light and rhythm. The Milky Way becomes the ultimate dance floor, with comets serving as party favors.

2090: The Multiverse Odyssey
The boundaries between universes shatter as every bizarre timeline collides. Time travel becomes a party game; the most popular choice is hopping between realities to witness different outcomes of mankind's strangest moments (like the birth of disco).

2095: The Omega Point
An unfathomable convergence occurs, where consciousness fans out like confetti, creating "Hyperflux Clusters"—spaces that exist simultaneously in all timelines, allowing beings to morph into any entity in the multiverse.

2100: The Eternal Now
Time collapses into a kaleidoscopic loop, and humanity experiences existence as a joyfully chaotic swirl of creative potential, leading to phenomena like spontaneous reality manifesting as giant puppets that dance through the cosmos.

This version of the alternate history timeline ventures into the realm of the absurd, filled with whimsical occurrences, bizarre factions, and astonishing transformations that push the limits of imagination! 🕺🌌✨

Alternate History Timeline (1900-2025): "The Whimsical World"

1900: The Great Balloon Revolution

• A group of eccentric inventors in France creates a fleet of giant, decorated airships, leading to the establishment of "Air Cities." By the end of the year, Parisian aristocrats are hosting tea parties at 5,000 feet, and the first international airship race is scheduled, setting the stage for airborne societies.

1905: The Sonic Age Begins

• An accidental detonation of a vibrational resonance device in London releases a powerful sound wave, reshaping public and structural architecture. Cities emerge with buildings designed to amplify and resonate sound, making music a core component of urban living.

1914: The Great Pigeon Wars

• As tensions rise in Europe, an underground group known as "The Winged Warriors" trains pigeons to deliver messages for secret factions. The "Pigeon Wars" ensue, with rival teams of aerial messengers battling for avian supremacy. Diplomacy is temporarily put on hold while a University of Pigeonology is established.

1920: The Height of Synchronized Reality

• The world's first "Nerve Network" is created, allowing people to synchronize their thoughts and experiences via neural links. Cities become hyper-connected, with people sharing dreams and fears. Meanwhile, governments struggle to regulate what becomes known as the "Collective Consciousness."

1937: The Mushroom Kingdom Rises

• With the legalization of psilocybin mushrooms in the United States, a counterculture movement begins. Large communes form around the ideology that fungi can lead humanity to enlightenment, and the U.S. sees its first "Mushroom President" elected on the platform of joy and spontaneity.

1945: The Time-Travel Treaty of Vienna

• After an experimental physics explosion in Berlin creates unstable "time wells," world leaders convene in Vienna to establish the Time-Travel Treaty, which allows designated historians to observe pivotal moments in history. However, a mishap leads to an influx of anachronistic celebrities appearing in the 21st century.

1965: The Great Color Drought

• A mysterious phenomenon causes the colors of the world to fade. People cope by inventing "Color Bombs" that release vibrant pigments when detonated. Urban areas become lively with spontaneous events as people throw these bombs in public spaces, leading to the establishment of the "Color Festival."

1979: The Reptilian Renaissance

• Following years of speculation about their existence, a faction of intelligent reptiles reveals themselves as the Saurians. They present advanced technology and negotiate with humanity to coexist. A new cultural wave emerges, led by rock bands composed entirely of reptiles.

1993: The SIMU-REAL Education System

• A nationwide implementation of simulations in U.S. public schools teaches students about alternative realities, including historical scenarios with absurd twists (e.g., Dinosaurs vs. Romans). Educational trips to simulated worlds grow popular, but some students become addicted to "alternate learning."

2005: The Rise of the Cybernetic Artisans

• A movement emerges wherein bored tech enthusiasts combine traditional crafts with cutting-edge technology, creating sentient, artistic machines. The "Robo-Artisans" generate a new aesthetic: living art that engages with its audience, blurring the lines between creator and creation.

2012: The Global Pet Olympics

• The first-ever Global Pet Olympics attract major media attention. Puppy-athletes and feline gymnasts compete in events such as synchronized swimming and aerial Frisbee. The event leads to the creation of a new anti-competition sports genre: "Cuddling Contests" for animal bonding.

2019: Quantum Clown Resurgence

• The world sees a revival of "Quantum Clowns": jesters who mix science with humor, performing shows that challenge perception. Clowns demonstrate quantum theories through slapstick, leading to widespread popularity and a newfound intellectual appreciation for comedy.

2022: The Age of Perpetual Smiles

• An invention called the "Joy Gene Modifier" allows people to genetically enhance their happiness. Societies become saturated with continuous positivity, leading to peculiar regulations against frowns or unpleasantness. A black market for genuine unhappiness arises.

2025: The Universal Embrace

• As the world prevails in peace due to advancements in social connectivity and understanding, the concept of "Universal Embrace" is introduced. People begin to openly share emotional and sensory experiences with one another, culminating in a historic global event where up to a million people physically embrace simultaneously, instantly creating a collective emotional resonance.

This timeline presents a dizzying procession of whimsical events and improbable realities that would make any fever dream seem coherent in comparison as humanity navigates a world filled with quirky inventions, peculiar personalities, and outlandish societal norms.

I was standing in a field at night with stars above me taking it in then a tall glowing figure appeared being an alien that was tall and looked like slender man with no face.

It reached out with long arms, and I didn’t feel fear, just a strange sense of calm.

It was like I knew the alien from a previous life.

Does alien's exist in Area 51?

Dive into a story of emotional manipulation and fertility struggles, where a young man faces a life-altering decision after a childhood caretaker reveals her hidden agenda.

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https://storytimeandconfessions.com/fertility-dilemma/

DISCLAIMER: As an alcoholic with many alcoholic family members as well, I know first and foremost that alcoholism is a serious disease, and I’m not trying to make light of it. BUT I do think it’s important to find humor in situations when we can and not dwell on the past. I’m not glorifying my past behavior, as society often does, but I’ve learned that laughing at myself can be a way to move forward. Was curious to hear some stories to maybe help me from overthinking what my dumbass has done. I also know some people have the luxury of being able to drink in moderation, but still may have some interesting stories.

Unfortunately, I tend to obsess over the dumb things I’ve done while drunk (many many moments) constantly thinking that everyone remembers and laughs at my mistakes. It’s like I’ve built a reputation in my head that everyone is aware of. But over time, I’ve realized that most people were probably drunk too and likely don’t remember anything or don’t bring it up as often as I have convinced myself. So here’s one of mine:

For my 21st birthday, I rented an Airbnb with a few friends in a college town known for its very large bar scene. I was already drunk before we even went out off some fireball (my unfortunate drink choice at the time), and one of my friends had benzos. I had never taken benzos before, but being drunk, I thought it’d be fun. He refused, saying it wasn’t a good idea (good on this friend for knowing what would happen and not giving in to my dumb drunk self). But I’m a sneaky af little drunk and I always find a way around things and so I got someone else to ask for one and give it to me. When someone tells me ‘No’ when I’m drunk. I do the exact opposite. No one tells me what to do duh.

I went up to my friend who told me No and laughed at him and sang a cheeky mocking tune, “ha ha ha ha ha. I tricked you and got one anyways….” He was not amused/a bit mad at me/but mostly concerned and tried to make me go home before I blacked out. But it was MY BIRTHDAY and I had never blacked out before because I can handle myself & just knew I could handle whatever tf I had taken because I was just so smart.

Big mistake. I learned the hard way why you shouldn’t mix Xans and alcohol (and I also now HOW VERY dangerous that combo was to do. Thankful I’m ok)

Long story short, I took it on this rooftop bar…. And then it’s a blur after that. Blacked out fairly quickly after I took it. Don’t remember much except me trying to kiss as many people as possible everywhere? (One girl almost punched me when I was trying to flirt with her bf because apparently I said it was my birthday and I could flirt with whoever, but my friends pulled me away quickly and I think that was about the time we figure out getting home). One bar had these bright red frozen alcoholic slushies, and I had a few…. When we got back to the Airbnb, I laid down and immediately threw up cherry-red vomit all over the carpet Air bnb floor. (Somehow we managed to get it out) Oh, and I was apparently desperate to pee when we got back, but instead of using one of the two very available bathrooms, I peed in a bucket on the porch even though my friend was like “dude there are literally 2 bathrooms with no one using them.” But I insisted on the bucket.

Definitely a (not so) memorable 21st, but a decent story. Can’t wait to hear other stories. This isn’t my worst story unfortunately, but one that makes me cringe. Glad I only remember what people told me.

I recent saved two butterflies cocoons in my garden from an unexpected freeze. A very rare and snow fall that my town had not experienced in over a decade.

I had found the cocoons in my garden, a very small but peaceful place for me . A place where I can relax and just not worry about the world.

A place where I hope to make a better home for small critters and insects . And of those, butterflies in particular.

I don’t know why I have been so drawn to them the past yewrs. Perhaps I just love the idea that a small and unassuming catipillar can turn into such a beautiful creature. I think in some ways it just gives me hope. Hope that I can endure hardships and become a better person or better version of myself.

Perhaps, it holds a much deeper meaning to me in that I hope that when I finally give my last breath on this earth that I too can become a butterfly in some way.

However, I feel as though I am getting off track. I had rescued two cocoons and finally after two weeks they emerged as butterflies.

I had thought they had flown away but yesterday afternoon I found one of them on the road and flattened. My heart was at a loss.

I had done so much to save them but after being set free one of them did not make it even 50 feet without being crushed . Oh the humanity of my hopes and dreams for them.

I mean, I knew they would not live forever but I had hoped that my efforts would have given them more life than 50 feet before being take away and no one seeing their beauty.

However, I guess that is sometimes the fate of our existence , it wasn’t for the world, and while I am grateful to have witness how special and unique they where I am also sad it was not shared with others .

And now, like a small boy, I writing to lift the sadness off my heart and share it with others in that they may find comfort in a moment of loss

So now dear reader, I ask you. What is something that you cared for but only to have it taken away unexpectedly?