The Pit And The Time Machine

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A bottomless pit appears in the middle of your home. In the very center of your living room, a bottomless pit. A bottomless pit in the middle of your home is an unacceptable hazard, but you can't afford to move now, plus your place is rent-stabilized, so you build a wall around the bottomless pit and on this wall you paint pictures of what used to be where the hole is, and what was lost from the center of your life. And these pictures replace your memory of what is lost and this wall protects you from the bottomless pit, except when it doesn't, Because the Pit is like a malevolent ghost that can pass through the wall and appear beneath your feet and you fall. Have you taken your medication? OR has your medication taken YOU? WHERE does your medication take you? Where in your brain is your mind? Give us this day our daily dread. Walking is a dangerous business. You are always off balance and have to keep moving forward. It is much safer to crawl. If you crawl, you cannot fall. So you live a hypothetical life, and your lost mind follows an outdated cognitive map, and where can you go from there? How can you find your soul's true home, in a forgotten free zone, and remember you are already here? On this Prison Planet the collective guilt is an effect of systematic alienation. Instead of treating people like numbers, we treat numbers like people. Every integer is integral and even a zero like you counts in the big equation we are trying to solve. And even a drip like you can infect the cosmopolitan horde, so, wash your hands with antibacterial soap and cover your mouth when you cough and If you don't have a tissue cough into the bend in your arm, and If you see something, say something If you hear something, text something if you smell something, tweet a video If you taste something, go ahead and swallow it, and then contact the police. Please step away from the platform as trains enter and leave the station. Do not hold doors Do not lean on doors the doors will be torn off their hinges Anything can happen and already has by the time YOU will hear about it. In the Future we will have prosthetic brains to replace our lost minds and prosthetic people to replace the dead. In the Future I have invented a time machine that scans the cellular moments of the timespace membrane, searching for the perfect moment on which to concentrate attention to slip through one portal that opens to no where or somewhere in the Future. in the Future, a time machine has already been invented, so the Future has already and always visited you and left you in your past, and Time has come to an end, because if time has a beginning, it probably has an end, and that end has ended already and always in the past, and you are no where, or anywhere, already and always, but here and now and you are infinite and cannot be lost because infinite evolution created this perfect moment now suspended in the eternal flow. The laboratory rat pushes buttons that activate electrodes that send signals directly to pleasure centers in his brain and he pushes this button over and over to keep the unfiltered nirvana jolts coming until he drops dead. In the Future humanity will be capable of attaining the six hundred year orgasms of Paradise.

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You are fighting a battle on the wrong battleground and you're not sure what the reason for the war is, let alone the strategy. How will you know if you've won this war? What if everyone loses? You are fighting your battle on the wrong ground, because there is no ground. The ground you believed in is gone, and never was, and there is no up or down. You fly or fall in a pit with no sides, as far as you know, but you dread a sudden impact. Give us this day our daily dread. In the endless day in the endless night you fight your shadows in a groundless war beyond reason and beyond belief. You are a lost refugee of a groundless war Since everything collapsed you'd been living in an ad hoc shanty made from scraps scavenged from the ruins, but its all space debris now, endlessly falling and endlessly frozen in the infinite I found some words and arranged them on paper and now I'm reading them to you but they are just sounds coming from my head and its all just space debris falling endlessly, frozen eternally, and there you are, as always, already here.