@DOLOS you have a phone with 5G… must surely be a hintsie.

@DOLOS I wish I could forget.

@DOLOS So we get to the end (some understanding) and then no longer care about the solution to this puzzle? Clever.

@DOLOS noted.

@DOLOS Is failing to remember forgetting? or Is it failing to properly perform memory retrieval from our Hippocampuses via our synapses?

@Chip Veres I believe you’re on the right track, with forgetting what you forgot. Better brain, Better puzzle, Papa Dolos.

@DOLOS Nice poem.

I’ve not considered the ‘yenned’ angle of which you speak. Furthet investigation needed.

@DOLOS oh I must have thrown that card away, that’s why this enigma is so hard to play

@Chip Veres Are two of them Jokers?

@DOLOS So now I must involve another sense? I suppose that would build the suspense. Are we to listen to the keys as they are spoken? or might we be searching for something? A token? so Sight, and Sound are surly involved. why not just add taste, smell and touch for good measure. Do you work at Chik-Fil-A?, because it sure seems to be your pleasure.

@Roof The pulldown must be in english I guess, the Greek language it must not possess. Hopefully it didn’t cause you too much stress. Introducing a variable, well that’d make it almost impossible, unless we find the one responsible.

@Roof The end of what, the key messages possibly being connected together? Or the end result of the numbers on a single key? Or the end of the poem altogether, or all three? So many unknowns it’s quite difficult to even know where to begin. If we begin at the end, end of what, the ring? The third key? The Greek alphabet? It’s quite a well crafted puzzle.

@Roof I don’t have a pruner that gets up that high, how high are we talking, up to the sky? I‘d surely die, but with death brings peace, except to those of us who hail from Greece.

Oh @DOLOS care to clue us in, to anything that is hiding or lurking within. the cipher seems especially hard, might there be something we may discard?

@Roof It is forever my curse you see, so please, your pity, while welcome, flee. For I am nothing more than a huddled mess, one that can do nothing but acquiesce.

The only silver lining I have left to see, is that I get to talk to none other than thee. who’s Poseidon is he a relative of you? if so might that be a clue?

@Roof Nope I know no Clarence, Although you’d be able to verify with my parents. My parents might not get along, yet you already could gather that from my song. Im just a lowly human who needs things they cannot attain, Because everything gets trapped inside their brain.

@Roof Some cake is mighty delicious, but usually associated with wishes. Wishes never come true for me, never have, never will, I’ve lost all hope, you see. Here’s hoping your life be not nearly as destroyed. I’ve given up, it’s not bearable, nothing left to be enjoyed. Take a look out to the sea, there you’ll find me, standing solemnly. Life went by in such a flash, might it end with a splash.

@Roof A taste so delightful most certainly worth. A kiss so yenned no surprise greater on earth. Plunges are quite dangerous, may I suggest a safety harness? After all, too often, they lead to things quite carnous. Be safe and cautious around those kraken, it’d be a shame for something bad to happen. I‘m unsure the leathe that has yet to be uncovered. Trust in your mind and what you’ve already discovered.