I saw exactly where your mind is compared to mine, and why the things I say doesn't "stick" most of the time. But I have no way of communicating it to you. You're turning into some new version of The Programmer, the grey who used to posses Snail for endless arguments on Meguca. In the end I realized what this was about and could "trap" him so he had to see the thing he didn't see. Are you the puzzle of our Endchan incarnation?
