The Great Reset =============== I have always been interested in conspiracy stuff, UFOs, Aliens, the Men In Black (the real thing, not the movies) and of course the whole dark things around the governments, and the fact that the universe is indeed a simulation. For the last thing though, i sadly havent found a proof to convince me fully yet. So, it may not be a big surprise that i dug deep into the rabbit hole after i first encountered the term "The Great Reset" and that nearly all of the mighty people in the world are anticipating it feverish. There was only one question left for me: What is the "Great Reset"? Some people i met in shady chat rooms somewhere on the dark web told me it would be a fabricated third world war, other told me the shadow governments who truly rule the world will come to light and force us all into some orwellian dystopic eternal servitude. Some others told me things about a jewish conspiracy of lizard people. The thing with these chatrooms and message boards is, you don't know if the person on the other side is just a normal lunatic, some hyped up kid in his moms basement chuckling about the fact that he just made you believe his crap or... and that is the rarest kind... a real insider. Regarding a the person calling himself "sam731" i encountered i was not sure if he belonged to the lunatics or if he was legit. IF he was legit, then there there would be an answer for my question regarding the nature of the "Great Reset" right around the corner. After spending weeks of chatting with him and building trust he told me that his sources were sure that the event was imminent and would "bring the world back to a state where growth and prosperity would be possible again". How the changes would look? He either didn't knew or didn't want to tell me. In our last conversation he seemed frightened to the core and repeated constantly "they will do it" and "tomorrow the world will be totally different". He also told me that he wasn't sure if he would be able to get back into contact with me due to "technical limitations" after the event. The last thing let me have something of a panic attack, immediately images from the first "Terminator" movie rolled before my eyes and i envisioned a imminent nuclear war or other form of global holocaust. I was simply shaken to the core and was sure that i had to take precautions. I made a run through the house, grabbed all canned food and bottled water i had and moved it all to my deep basement. After some very strenuous hours with growing anxiety i moved myself down the stairs and while sitting on my supply of stuff i slowly calmed down. Was i going crazy? Did i really just fell for a story of some clever 14 year old, who just send me hauling all my stuff in my basement? I felt stupid. Now, after the adrenaline was gone and exhausted from moving all the things down the stairs i fell asleep sitting between boxes of canned food, toilet paper and other necessary things for the apocalypse. I didn't know how long i was asleep, but my aching back told me that it must been at least a few hours, and the warm light falling down the staircase told me that i must be morning again. The apocalypse, that world changing event seemed to have been called off. "I am such an idiot" i told myself, falling for some self induced hysteria and getting myself to haul all that stuff downstairs. I got upstairs and looked out the window, it was a beautiful morning with a clear sky, everything was ok. Then i heard a noise and saw some oldtimer, for me it looked like a Ford Model T, rolling down the street. A rare look today. After a few minutes standing there i moved to my kitchen and, for a moment, thought i had a stroke. The kitchen looked... different... everything seemed where it should be, but, i don't know, something was off. I told myself that this must be the aftermath of the last night and wanted to make myself a coffee. Absent minded i poured the coffee powder in the filter as i heard a soft bang at my door. I moved back to investigate and found a newspaper lying on my porch. This was unusual as i had not subscribed to any newspaper, but perhaps it was some form of advertising for a new newspaper. As i grabbed the rolled newspaper another oldtimer rolled down the street, then another... curious i thought, but perhaps there is a form of olditmer meeting nearby. After returning to the kitchen for my coffee i was back at my initial thought of having a stroke and realized what i found off while first entering the room: My induction stove, my microwave, the food processor... it was all gone. Where the induction stove stood there now stands the antique coal stove i have seen when my grandfather owned that house back when i was a kid. Did i sleep walked and moved the old thing back in from the shed? Is it possible to move such a heavy thing in here while asleep? DID i have a stroke? Where is my mobile phone? A roaring noise shook me out of my thoughts and through the window i could see the big silver shape of an four engine bomber plane flying low over the area, heading for the airbase nearby. For the decommissioned airbase, demolished last month to create space for a shopping center. While i watched the plane lowering its gear my phone rang. Not my mobile phone, the old rotary phone i kept as a decoration standing on the cupboard. Still trying to make sense to it all i walked over to the phone, ignoring my brain which insisted to tell me that the phone should not be able to ring because it was not connected. Answering the call i heard someone say "My name is Sam, i am glad i found the means to contact you while you still can remember, look at the newspaper and you will find your answers", after that i heard only a click and then silence. I was even more puzzled than before, moved back into the kitchen and looked at the paper. It was dated from May, 8th 1945, covering the victory in Europe... my mind got fuzzy and somehow everything made sense. The whole "Great Reset" thing made so much more sense if you thought of it as in a computer simulation, a restart of a game. As this thoughts trickled into my mind other questions began to form, what was a computer and what is an induction stove? Why was i worried about the appearance of my kitchen? Did i have a stroke or why did i momentarily thought we had the futuristic date of 2022? I decided that i really needed that coffee... the war was over and the future looked bright, why bother with this weird thoughts?