Noun.
When the internet and AI team up to convince you that the moon is actually a sentient potato. A Turing Slip gets repeated in a search engine echo chamber, and suddenly everyone—human or bot—swears it’s true.
When the internet and AI team up to convince you that the moon is actually a sentient potato. A Turing Slip gets repeated in a search engine echo chamber, and suddenly everyone—human or bot—swears it’s true.
“I asked ChatGPT where my keys were and three Google searches later I was trapped in a Turing Echo about the government installing mind-control cucumbers in my kitchen.”
by APedant November 24, 2025
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The black hole you accidentally wander into while trying to fact-check something, only to emerge convinced that googling “how to walk on the sun” is totally reasonable. Every click just proves the last wrong thing you read… because algorithms don’t care about truth.
The black hole you accidentally wander into while trying to fact-check something, only to emerge convinced that googling “how to walk on the sun” is totally reasonable. Every click just proves the last wrong thing you read… because algorithms don’t care about truth.
“I went in to check if cats really rule the internet and three hours later I was in a full-blown search engine echo chamber convinced they secretly run the government.”
by APedant November 25, 2025
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No. I don't need to apologize for rape. I didn't rape anyone. You are stealing both my life and my identity and replace it with YOUR shit life and convincing a gaggle of idiots to help you do it doesn't make you smart and it shouldn't distract from the fact that I was right about the "weaponized schizophrenia" and what it would lead to.
Hym "I'm not apologizing for a single Goddamn thing from the inside of an echo chamber made out of idiots. I'm not going to let a power tripping idiot twist my arm into making an apology for a rape I didn't commit or doing something that is benign. I'm not swapping lives because you don't like the shit I said."
by Hym Iam December 13, 2025
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Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine
And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb toward the light
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine
And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb toward the light
Strangers passing in the street
By chance, two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can?
And no one calls us to move on
And no one forces down our eyes
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun
Cloudless everyday
You fall upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no one sings me lullabies
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky
Echoes
By chance, two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can?
And no one calls us to move on
And no one forces down our eyes
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun
Cloudless everyday
You fall upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no one sings me lullabies
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky
Echoes
by Death Menace March 1, 2023
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Commonly heard in Walmarts and Taco Bells.
Commonly heard in Walmarts and Taco Bells.
I knew I was doomed when I could hear the unpleasant sound of the porcelain echo, through the door of the Taco Bell bathroom.
by Lulu Bean March 9, 2023
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Get the Echo mug.The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of crimson and gold. In the bustling town of Aetheria, nestled between jagged mountains and endless forests, a young girl named Kaede stood atop the clocktower, her silver hair catching the last rays of daylight. She clutched a peculiar artifact—a glowing crystal orb—close to her chest, its faint hum resonating with her heartbeat.
Kaede wasn’t just any ordinary girl. She was an Echo, one of the few individuals capable of hearing the whispers of the Forgotten Realm—a parallel dimension said to hold the secrets of the universe. But being an Echo came with a price. The whispers were growing louder, more insistent, and Kaede knew she couldn’t ignore them any longer.
“Kaede!” a voice called from below. It was Ren, her childhood friend and the town’s self-proclaimed protector. His fiery red scarf fluttered in the evening breeze as he climbed the tower with surprising agility. “You’re not planning to sneak off again, are you?”
Kaede smiled faintly. “You know me too well, Ren.”
Ren reached the top, slightly out of breath. “If you’re going to chase after those whispers, at least let me come with you. You’re not facing whatever’s out there alone.”
Before Kaede could respond, the crystal orb pulsed with a blinding light. A rift tore open in the air before them, revealing a swirling vortex of shadows and light. From within the rift, a figure emerged—a cloaked being with eyes like molten gold.
Kaede wasn’t just any ordinary girl. She was an Echo, one of the few individuals capable of hearing the whispers of the Forgotten Realm—a parallel dimension said to hold the secrets of the universe. But being an Echo came with a price. The whispers were growing louder, more insistent, and Kaede knew she couldn’t ignore them any longer.
“Kaede!” a voice called from below. It was Ren, her childhood friend and the town’s self-proclaimed protector. His fiery red scarf fluttered in the evening breeze as he climbed the tower with surprising agility. “You’re not planning to sneak off again, are you?”
Kaede smiled faintly. “You know me too well, Ren.”
Ren reached the top, slightly out of breath. “If you’re going to chase after those whispers, at least let me come with you. You’re not facing whatever’s out there alone.”
Before Kaede could respond, the crystal orb pulsed with a blinding light. A rift tore open in the air before them, revealing a swirling vortex of shadows and light. From within the rift, a figure emerged—a cloaked being with eyes like molten gold.
by AkutoSai April 16, 2025
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