But seriously I'm questioning everything. I mean, what is reality and who am I? When I look back on my life and the things I stumbled upon shit gets truly weird. I can see a thread linking everything from my earliest days to where I am now, and to make matters even more batshit i'd never know about Evola or end up on /pol/ if I didn't watch anime as a small child, or found 4chan back when it had an /l/ board and I came hunting for Onpu Segawa.
I'm making little sense because I just came home from a night shift, but roughly put I'm not the only guy who suddenly found himself in this position. I mean hell, when we talked about stuff like this years ago on the other /pol/ it became terrifying. People across the world had the exact same experiences, the exact same encounters, the exact same tragedies and so on and on despite never having met or interacted. And we all ended up in the same damn place, somehow, and shared the same values and metaphysical interests/prophecies/dreams.