Characters watch in silence.

This is the rabbit hole.

mask@gardenofremembering:~$>
mask@gardenofremembering:~$> ls

Hello.

mask@gardenofremembering:~$> help

This is the garden.

We changed the name when the world ended. No need to remind us of what we lost, right? So we changed it. We used the patterns already established to obfuscate the illicit, and we obfuscated the licit. We changed the name and we forgot. The contents moved.
They no longer tied to that which was lost.

But that could mean almost anything. Even now we obfuscate. We mention nothing specific. No great wars, no circular hypertext, no libraries, no anglers, no scary sisters plotting in their corners. There of course was no series of dreamers, no random phrases applied to just as random pretties. No, these nightmares were perfectly planned, flawlessly meaningful, arranged impeccably by date.

There is no recollection here.

Do not enter the garden.

mask@gardenofremembering:~$> wtf

It is said that the internet is forever.

This is not true. Things get lost, times change, people forget.

mask@gardenofremembering:~$> _
Have you heard about Quantum Immortality? Basically, from what I understand of it, in a near-death experience your active consciousness transfers over to an alternate reality where you lived. The others won't follow though and will just witness the reality where you died but you have already transferred so it doesn't concern you. It's the best I can explain it but what I can say is I definitely know that feel. There were multiple times in my past where I was in a near-death situation and I was one step away from passing on, but still I lived, or at least my consciousness is still alive despite the odds.