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Therefore page you are looking for may or may not be currently unavailable. In a possible, yet highly probable universe, Urgently Weird Temporal Works will have been contracted to develop control-alt-delete.org, a broom closet at High Mayhem. Urgently Weird Temporal Works will have been generating the site from nothing more than happenstance by using a Synchron Series-K. The site is accessible randomly; it may or may not depend on who you are, what you are going to have for lunch tomorrow, if your name is Ed or Linne or Molly or Chris or Delores and if you are in a dream or not, (and/or if you got a card like this) and if you are not sure you are dreaming, why not?) Is not waking life as similar as dreams? | |
Why consider the following?:
What is Control-Alt-Delete.org? What will have been Urgently Weird Temporal Works? Who is Gregor Petrov (and why won't he talk to me{?}) ? Who are all these entities with specious names? The inhabitants and, indeed, progenitors of Control-Alt-Delete.org, themselves radical subjectivists, are coming to the conclusion that, yes, they are all or will have been, in a highly possible if not probable universe - thanks to your observations, dear reader - real. It's game theory. They are more like each other than we are like ourselves. As we are. As you are to your various selves. All the semi-different "yous" that you are to others compared to the you that you are to yourself. How many of you are there? It depends upon the number of those observers and interactors within and without. (humans, animals, insects...any detector, really.)Soooo, how "real" are you? How true are you? The ratio of who you think you are compared to how you are perceived by self or others reflects your trueness. The ultimate fidelity ratio is 1:1. It's not achieveable by humans these days. Perhaps we ought to let down or dismiss our gaurds and masks and reveal ourselves universally. But then if you are transparent, who can see you you? Well, crap. This examination of suchness isn't going anywhere. ANYWAY; __________________________________________________________ Thank you for enjoying this thought experiment, or disliking it and/or coming to any conclusion* whatsoever after you will have run it through your cultural refractor or emotional prism -- even if it was for a moment it means you must have had a feeling that the sensation of the passage of time has to do with why we often experience one thought following another instead of some thoughts progressing from anything but a former one. The speed at which it feels to pass must have something to do with how many thoughts you experience in a certain amount of "time". The faster the process, the more "time" you have to observe the process. Like speeding up the frame rate to crate a slow-motion effect at baseline playback. Like getting really high and jumping out of a plane at 3 hours a minute. Or seven years a second...or... *If you came to no conclusions, yet perceived the site, it's because you are are still coming to one. If you NEVER come to one, it means you probably wrote this. If you did not perceive the site, well, then why the hell am I wasting my perception of time writing this? Fuck if I'm gonna go back and fix typos or forge an effort to prevent new ones, not EPECIALLY for anyone simply not reading this, but for those who have seen right through it. I mean, once you learn to read it's near impossible to NOT read something in your tongue. I'm not saying whole paragraphs but, you know, the occasional word. Try not to read signage. You can't! Stop. Yield. EXIT> |