Ratina
Bronze Knight of the Realm
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Ok so I need totally detached advice on a fucked situation and I figured the community regulars are outspoken and diverse enough why the hell not. At least I can provide some entertainment 8D
My mother has fallen into a crowd of crazies, they are in the world is ending Dec. twenty-something camp. But they have some whole plot line around it, where they are the ones to save the world from the bad aliens, but it all happens when they sleep so they don?t remember any of it. Well except for the one guy who ?can wake up? on the ship and sees what everyone is doing.
There are evacuation plans and pistol permits involved at this point, and the date is fast approaching so I did my best to put some distance but now I don?t know if I should do more. I cant put it all down as I would never finish the post in the first place but I have been collecting stories about this shit for a while.
Logic gets me far enough to get them excited that I am engaging, but hits the ?God can do anything he wants? wall every time. So I?ve been trying to point out how some of the things they are saying/believing are mutually exclusive.
Do I write her off? Do I wait for fireworks? I see them for brunch most Sundays, started as a way to get out of the house and check up on mom years ago, but little other contact. So I can just stop going if they go full retard.
Some stories from another board I lurk at. Was an epic de-lurk but I don?t think anyone thought I was serious. I will joke and mock the shit outa it all day but in the end I?m watching this all happen, and they are balls deep into it. The scenario of ?on doomsday-eve my mother showing up at my place with a loaded truck and a pistol? is within the realm of possibility.
-The night before Easter last year, I was staying at my mother?s as I was saving up to buy a house. I didn?t have to work the next day so I had hit the sauce pretty good. 3 am and I stumble out of my room to use the bathroom and almost all the lights are out in the apartment except a glow from the kitchen. I stagger around the corner to investigate and I see my mother, sitting in a folding chair in the middle of the kitchen. Around the chair are 3 TV trays set up with bowls on them, 1 tray is propping the refrigerator door open so the interior light subtlety floods the room. Now I am trashed and trying to process the scene there?s like 6 bowls, and 4 dozen eggs? Oh! She?s coloring Easter eggs, at 3am, Easter morning, with no one around that would possibly eat 4 dozen eggs in any reasonable time, by the light of the refrigerator? Yeah I need to go?
As I turn around to head back to the side of the apartment with my room and the bathroom she says ?Jesus can?t wait to meet you.?
Umm what?
Jesus, you will be meeting him soon.
Oh? I thought there was some space evacuation that was going to happen, and the ?Good? aliens were going to pick us up before the ?Bad? aliens blew up the planet or something?
Well Yeah, but Jesus will be on the spaceship.
So you?re telling me that Jesus and the good aliens are in cahoots?
Of course, Jesus is the savior of the entire universe.
Is it the same Jesus?
Yes, there is only one Jesus.
Does he look the same to them as he does to us?
Yes, Jesus looks like Jesus.
Do the other aliens look like us?
Oh no, they come in all shapes and sizes.
So how come humans are special? If all the aliens are different, then why is the savior of the universe a human? Doesn?t that seem a little egocentric?-
- I was told I was being transported to the spaceship over nights to work on their computers, so and so saw me there.
Oh? How did I get there?
They transported you up.
Do they put a hole in the roof, or do I meet them outside?
They leave your body behind, and only take up your soul, so they don?t need a hole.
And I don?t remember any of this? And no one that lives in the complex saw anything?
Oh no, they cloak the whole procedure.
So let me see if I got this right, they have the technology to pull my soul from my body and transport it up to a spacecraft stealtfuly, somehow make it so my incorporeal self can interact with physical objects once I?m there, and put me back before the morning so I don?t even notice?
Yep.
Then why the hell am I working on their computers? Are they running Windows?-
Help me ScreenShots! You're my only hope!
My mother has fallen into a crowd of crazies, they are in the world is ending Dec. twenty-something camp. But they have some whole plot line around it, where they are the ones to save the world from the bad aliens, but it all happens when they sleep so they don?t remember any of it. Well except for the one guy who ?can wake up? on the ship and sees what everyone is doing.
There are evacuation plans and pistol permits involved at this point, and the date is fast approaching so I did my best to put some distance but now I don?t know if I should do more. I cant put it all down as I would never finish the post in the first place but I have been collecting stories about this shit for a while.
Logic gets me far enough to get them excited that I am engaging, but hits the ?God can do anything he wants? wall every time. So I?ve been trying to point out how some of the things they are saying/believing are mutually exclusive.
Do I write her off? Do I wait for fireworks? I see them for brunch most Sundays, started as a way to get out of the house and check up on mom years ago, but little other contact. So I can just stop going if they go full retard.
Some stories from another board I lurk at. Was an epic de-lurk but I don?t think anyone thought I was serious. I will joke and mock the shit outa it all day but in the end I?m watching this all happen, and they are balls deep into it. The scenario of ?on doomsday-eve my mother showing up at my place with a loaded truck and a pistol? is within the realm of possibility.
-The night before Easter last year, I was staying at my mother?s as I was saving up to buy a house. I didn?t have to work the next day so I had hit the sauce pretty good. 3 am and I stumble out of my room to use the bathroom and almost all the lights are out in the apartment except a glow from the kitchen. I stagger around the corner to investigate and I see my mother, sitting in a folding chair in the middle of the kitchen. Around the chair are 3 TV trays set up with bowls on them, 1 tray is propping the refrigerator door open so the interior light subtlety floods the room. Now I am trashed and trying to process the scene there?s like 6 bowls, and 4 dozen eggs? Oh! She?s coloring Easter eggs, at 3am, Easter morning, with no one around that would possibly eat 4 dozen eggs in any reasonable time, by the light of the refrigerator? Yeah I need to go?
As I turn around to head back to the side of the apartment with my room and the bathroom she says ?Jesus can?t wait to meet you.?
Umm what?
Jesus, you will be meeting him soon.
Oh? I thought there was some space evacuation that was going to happen, and the ?Good? aliens were going to pick us up before the ?Bad? aliens blew up the planet or something?
Well Yeah, but Jesus will be on the spaceship.
So you?re telling me that Jesus and the good aliens are in cahoots?
Of course, Jesus is the savior of the entire universe.
Is it the same Jesus?
Yes, there is only one Jesus.
Does he look the same to them as he does to us?
Yes, Jesus looks like Jesus.
Do the other aliens look like us?
Oh no, they come in all shapes and sizes.
So how come humans are special? If all the aliens are different, then why is the savior of the universe a human? Doesn?t that seem a little egocentric?-
- I was told I was being transported to the spaceship over nights to work on their computers, so and so saw me there.
Oh? How did I get there?
They transported you up.
Do they put a hole in the roof, or do I meet them outside?
They leave your body behind, and only take up your soul, so they don?t need a hole.
And I don?t remember any of this? And no one that lives in the complex saw anything?
Oh no, they cloak the whole procedure.
So let me see if I got this right, they have the technology to pull my soul from my body and transport it up to a spacecraft stealtfuly, somehow make it so my incorporeal self can interact with physical objects once I?m there, and put me back before the morning so I don?t even notice?
Yep.
Then why the hell am I working on their computers? Are they running Windows?-
Help me ScreenShots! You're my only hope!
