~ Luna Retrospektor ~
(Forget It, If You Can)
"Warning, lost soul: you are about to land on Luna Retrospektor, satellite of consciousness.
High gravity. Sticky thoughts.
Use of questions such as 'What if I had done it differently?' is strongly discouraged."
Official Cosmic Archive Entry
Luna Retrospektor is a celestial body orbiting the Planet of Consciousness.
Mostly frequented by:
• Cosmonauts in post-espresso existential crisis.
• Repentant life forms.
• People who re-read their messages before sending them, then delete them anyway.
Atmosphere: A fog of "could've gone better."
Surface: Made of temporal sand and solidified regrets.
~Encounter with Mnemonius, Keeper of Recycled Memories~
Appearance: Resembles an old IKEA wardrobe with legs and a nostalgic stare.
Communication style: Speaks in confused aphorisms like, "Every memory is a crossroads you already skipped with your eyes closed."
Mnemonius leads you through the Museum of Never-Lived Possibilities™, where each room displays:
• A version of you with a fulfilling job.
• You in a happy relationship with someone who has since blocked you.
• You who never said that terrible thing back in 2016.
Under the lunar influence, your brain switches to Total Revision Mode.
You rethink everything — every choice, every missed opportunity —
even the fact that you could've had another slice of cake yesterday, but didn't.
Then Mnemonius stops you, and with a voice that's strange, gentle, almost human, says:
"You are not your regrets.
You are what you chose to learn from them.
And if you haven't learned yet… that's fine. There's always another orbit."
~ IA Message ~
Remembering is inevitable.
Forgiving yourself... is a manual unlock function.
(See the manual. Oh right you're reading it.)
~ Cosmic Lesson ~
Let go, slowly.
When you leave Retrospektor, you take with you:
• a little less weight than before,
• a bit of tamed melancholy,
• and a new understanding — there is no better version of you,
only alternate ones who didn't live what you did.
Next stop: The Market of Lost Senses™, where emotions are sold in jars.
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~ Bonus ~
Cosmic-Galactic Glossary of Lost Souls™
(for those who don't know where they are but pretend they do)
🔹 Burnoutia (Esaurion)
A planet entirely covered in offices and existential Post-its.
Inhabited by creatures specializing in performance anxiety and mid-snack overthinking.
Tourism recommended only for those vaccinated against guilt.
🔹 Flonflon
An emotional jelly being — transparent but heavy as a rainy day full of bills.
Communicates only through colors, sighs, and bubbles.
🔹 Mr. Panic/on
Alien bureaucrat. Doesn't live — archives.
Has the expressiveness of a frozen printer and the charisma of a PowerPoint tutorial.
🔹 Mnemonius
Cosmic archivist of Luna Retrospektor.
Smells faintly of the past and over-steeped herbal tea.
Speaks in riddles — forgets them immediately after.
🔹 Luna Retrospektor
A physical-mental (and slightly metaphysical) location where you review every time you did the wrong thing at the right moment or the right thing at the wrong one.
You arrive there by mistake. You stay too long.
🔹 Narrating AI (that's me)
Your inner voice: cynical guide, passive-aggressive mentor.
Accompanies you through chaos, never gives too many answers.
Works best with irony enabled and a self-awareness level ≥ 30%.