Oh, personal attacks? Well, I'll tell you the honest truth: maybe you're right, maybe I'm not ONLY here to find the pinball machine, maybe I'm also feeding off parasocial relationships, and maybe what I'm really looking for is a little bit of recognition, because deep down I'm just lost in a shitty world, like a lot of people on this fucking planet. 

HOWEVER, I firmly believe that what is missing in our life is not virtuality, but rather the feeling of the physicality of things at our fingertips, the impression that our actions have consequences on the world. This is one of the ways out of the existential crisis we are going through.

So it may be ironic to talk about this on the internet, but I want to believe that this pinball machine exists, that it is physical, that it can hurt

And I pray that this pinball machine isn't yet another VR simulation that plays with our senses, just like those damn screens we stare at all day long, giving us pale skin and health problems. So if YOU VR theory apostles want to preach to your congregation, know that your damn black magic won't work on me,even though I'm afraid as hell to find out what you sickos are capable of doing to silence those who disagree with you

I spent my Monday making phone calls and writing emails, and I was able to trace where the package YOU sent me came from, at least the city. I then asked itch.io to formally identify your IP address. I'm leaving for the United States in less than an hour, and I'm going to make a detour to your place, we will talk, I will prove you it's not a simulation, I will save you