Over 20 years in Research & Development, the final auto-release of this Pre-Alpha went smoothly enough.

Well that was that. The Republic is over. The end of an era and the fresh, strange beginning of another. Travelling without moving. Retroactive obsolescence.

V420.529.1

Deleted all the hashtag headings in the markdown pseudocode files. Obsidian is annoying to modify; why can't they have one universal, infinitely moddable GUI instead of Themes and CSS files? And why no easy Plain Text support. (Tshirt idea: Plain Text rules!)

Fellow players might want a statement here about the possibly monumental moment / nature of The Republic's 'release' or 'discovery', but since the whole nonthing's a collective imaginary figment / fragment it's often truly hard if not flatly impossible to say much about it that isn't always the Republic's very (sprawling) landscape / virtual postmortem body, knoworrimean? And I suspect new players may not, considering I've only ever vague ideas about whatever it is I think I'm saying.. #philosophy 

Anyhoo apologies for rambling and bad purple writing  - tho it's the same rambling forward (directionless) 4D motions I make as I stroll with intent through these beautiful rocky high-desert plains on the perpetual edge of night. Checking out the sights. Listening to the Void Markers (Landgulls.) Still feeling acutely lonely. Up all night, as right now it's just too gosh-darn hot in this overpriced rented shoebox to sleep. Black coffee is existential king.

Stay tuned for hot new incoming dispatches and odd discoveries. I look forward to meeting all of you on my Republic travels.

This is our project. Screw WEB3. Let's make it odd together!

Sincerely, Robert What, amateur Philosopher.