If anyone wonders what Lasse Ehlers posted it was in Danish. This is an English translation of his deleted post:
Broken Brain Cells: How I Escaped the Tyranny of the Round Earth
By Lasse Ehlerse
The Day I Stopped Believing Everyone
Throughout my life, I have been surrounded by people who insisted on accepting reality merely because there was overwhelming evidence supporting it.
My family, my teachers, scientists, astronomers, airline pilots, and even my cousin Jesper all suffered from the same intellectual weakness: they believed the Earth was round.
I, however, possessed something they lacked.
The courage to ignore absolutely everyone.
It was around 2004 that I began to understand the enormous deception. Society had spent centuries building an elaborate system designed to convince ordinary people that they lived on a rotating sphere.
Schools taught it. Universities defended it. Satellites supposedly photographed it. Even the people who manufactured globes were involved.
And my family simply accepted it.
That was when I realized the terrible truth: I was surrounded by people who preferred evidence to my opinions.
Jesper and the Great Betrayal
My cousin Jesper and I had once been close. We shared a passion for computers, particularly the Commodore 64 and Amiga 500.
Looking back, I should have recognized the warning signs.
Jesper understood programming, mathematics, and technology. Unfortunately, he also believed that satellites existed and that Australia was located on the other side of a spherical planet.
His intellectual captivity was complete.
During one of our final telephone conversations, I revealed my extraordinary discovery.
"Jesper," I said, "the Earth is flat."
He remained calm.
"I'll never believe that."
His response was devastating.
Not because he offered evidence against my position, but because he failed to recognize that I had already made up my mind.
"Never say never," I replied.
It was a brilliant philosophical counterargument. How could anyone possibly refute those three words?
Yet Jesper refused to abandon centuries of astronomy, mathematics, and physics.
He had chosen his house, his wife, his children, and the comfortable illusion of living on a globe over the opportunity to agree with me.
The Scientific Establishment's Desperate Excuses
Of course, the defenders of the spherical Earth have produced countless so-called proofs.
They claim ships disappear hull-first over the horizon.
They point to lunar eclipses.
They mention circumnavigation, GPS, gravity, satellite communications, and photographs taken from space.
Some even bring up the ancient Greek mathematician Eratosthenes, who calculated the Earth's circumference more than two thousand years ago.
But none of them can answer my most important question:
If the Earth is round, why does my kitchen floor look flat?
I have personally stood in my kitchen on numerous occasions.
Not once did I detect any curvature.
The scientific community has never adequately explained why my coffee remains in its cup rather than sliding toward Australia.
They simply invoke gravity, a convenient explanation supported by experiments, mathematics, and observations.
That is precisely the sort of thing I have learned to distrust.
My Family's Obsession With Normality
My family never understood my intellectual independence.
They had jobs, mortgages, children, and ordinary responsibilities.
They spent their days paying bills and maintaining homes instead of investigating why NASA continued to release photographs showing the Earth as an enormous blue ball.
To them, a successful life meant financial security and family stability.
To me, success meant being the only person at Christmas dinner who understood that Antarctica was actually an enormous ice wall.
When I attempted to explain this, relatives changed the subject.
Some left the room.
Others asked whether I wanted more potatoes.
This was their standard method of suppressing uncomfortable truths.
Rather than confront my revelations, they weaponized ordinary social conversation.
The Cryptocurrency Connection
I was also deeply involved in cryptocurrency, a subject Jesper never understood at my level.
He once brought up CryptoKitties on Ethereum.
CryptoKitties!
Imagine discussing digital cats with a man who had discovered the greatest geographical conspiracy in human history.
Bitcoin itself was clearly important, but its true significance became apparent only after I realized the Earth was flat.
Why else would people refer to a global financial system?
Why was Bitcoin's symbol a B rather than an F?
Why did blockchain diagrams consist of blocks, rather than spheres?
These were questions the mainstream financial establishment refused to answer.
I had begun connecting dots that other people failed even to notice.
Admittedly, some of those dots were unrelated.
But that only made the connections more remarkable.
The Final Rejection
Eventually, Jesper told me:
"I don't want to discuss it."
I understood immediately.
He had run out of arguments.
Apparently, he also wanted to stop receiving telephone calls about the Antarctic ice wall.
To an ordinary person, his words might have sounded like a reasonable attempt to establish personal boundaries.
But I knew better.
His refusal was proof that my arguments were too powerful to confront.
Every scientist who disagreed with me was mistaken.
Every family member who questioned me was protecting appearances.
Every photograph from space was suspicious.
Every successful prediction made by the spherical-Earth model was merely another demonstration of how thoroughly the deception had been organized.
And every refusal to discuss the subject was further confirmation that I was right.
It was a wonderfully efficient system of reasoning.
Nothing could disprove my conclusions because I had decided that disagreement itself was evidence in my favor.
My Greatest Intellectual Achievement
Today, I look back on those years with satisfaction.
I had accomplished something few people could imagine.
I had rejected the combined work of astronomers, physicists, mathematicians, navigators, surveyors, and countless generations of human observation.
And I had done it without needing to perform a single scientific experiment.
Some people might describe this as confirmation bias.
Others might call it motivated reasoning.
My family might call it stubbornness.
But I prefer to think of it as intellectual freedom.
After all, what is the point of having an independent mind if you are going to allow facts to influence it?
My cousin Jesper still lives in a world constrained by evidence.
Scientists remain trapped by the scientific method.
Airline pilots continue navigating their imaginary globe.
And somewhere, NASA is undoubtedly spending billions maintaining the elaborate illusion that the planet is round.
Meanwhile, I have achieved complete independence from the tyranny of proof.
The world may disagree with me.
But disagreement has never stopped me before.
I alone have discovered the truth: when reality refuses to agree with you, simply declare reality part of the conspiracy.
You heard it here first.
Lasse Ehlers — The Last Free Thinker on the Flat Earth
*Disclaimer: As best as I could translate. Trying to ChatGPT from 
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