Object 54 cannot be known
is a paradox.
.
. .
. . .
A moment in TIME is a moment of your LIFE and LIFE is not something you get back once LOST.
LOST is something we all have faced.
One day we WERE
And then NO MORE
We never WEREN'T
So what IS?
The BACKROOMS has claimed HOLD of us and NOTHING can stop us LOST.
MEANING is MEANING itself and there is NOTHING to DEFINE it.
LIFE is then DEATH is the END but then WHY IS LIFE?
WHY IS LIFE?
A man sits at a table, alone despite being surrounded by people. A variety of emotions flow through his brain, but aren't they all just hormones, chemicals, and electrical signals running through my mind? He wonders. No, this man doesn't feel the aching pain of loneliness, this man simply is. He thinks, there is no need to feel, my emotions do not dictate me. If I am just the byproduct of stimuli, am I really me?
A woman walks up to the table, and asks, "Mind if I take a seat?" The man says that it's fine, and she sits. This woman, equally as alone as the man, does not find comfort in being. Alive but not living, the woman thinks of what her future entails. She ponders, who am I, if not for what I've done? Is all that is me described by only what everyone perceives?
These two people, the man and the woman, are alone, despite sitting across from each other. They are alone despite being surrounded by people, and in their minds, they are as alone as they can be. Never they wonder what does it mean to be.
NO
NO
NO
THIS CANT BE RIGHT
HE SAID IT WOULD BE FINE
HE SAID IT WAS OK TO KNOW
I WASNT MEANT TO KNOW
what is meaning?
wha
like, what does it mean to mean?
bro what are you on
but fr, i dont get it
we define things
arbitrarily
but like
why?
dawg
did you drink too much?
no, no im fine
well, as fine as i can be
i dont understand
what is meaning
how do we define what it means to define things?
i mean, you could just
uh
…idk
we give meaning to things that "mean" nothing but have we ever gave meaning to itself?
its the same thing as the meaning of life
now youre on about the meaning of life?
bro
it doesnt matter
we live
then we die
so be it
that CANT be true!
there has to be something
but there cant be something yet
ok
and?
idk
somethings wrong
something has to happen
but it hasnt happened yet
when the time comes
for the crow to call
and when it all
is meant to become
all for what i saw
it is what it is
but it is yet to "is"
so when it becomes "is"
that something
will be complete
…
what
goddamnit
i was about to sleep
now you fried my brain
like i said
it was always meant to be
On the 19th of December, 2008, there was a catastrophe.
No recordings of the event was able to be recovered, and there were no survivors.
It seemed as if Base Omega, and all of its residents, had entirely disappeared.
■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■!
As if it never existed in the first place.
T ■ ■ ■ o ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ d !
Although investigations from the M.E.G. were immediately launched, nothing was discovered.
That's ■ ■ ■ what h ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ed!
There were absolutely no traces left of the base, nor its residents.
That's not what happened! It's not true, it's not. I was the only survivor.
The only caveat to this catastrophe is that there is no Base Omega, and there was no catastrophe.
This catastrophe… this, mistake it's not…
It's not real!
They play it as a story,
Some fictional campfire tale,
But it's not,
It's a…
Coverup
And of course,
That's not what happened.
Because for every coverup,
There is the truth.
Three friends are walking on a sidewalk. Slowly making their way out the cityscape, the sky gradually darkens. These friends are talking, about what doesn't matter. The road they walk on the side of loses its sidewalk, and eventually it turns to dirt. Tall fields of corn surrounds them, casting shadow blocking what little moonlight there is. Besides the sounds of their footsteps, and their own voices, it's almost entirely silent.
They continue to walk amidst the swaying corn and the slight breeze of the night, and the dirt road takes them to a forest. The road turns to gravel, and the friends hear the scuffling of footsteps. They look around, and see nothing.
The two friends make their way to a cabin in the woods, never to remember the third.
And when paradoxes become reality, not even "nothing" can give meaning to what is left.
Because in a world where two plus two does not equal four, meaning is nothing and
WHEN NOTHING CANT DESCRIBE WHATS LEFT ALL YOU CAN DO IS NOT BE
A woman reaches for her cup of coffee that doesn't exist. She could swear by its existence mere moments ago. "That's odd," she might say. She might get up, and make herself another mugful, but not this time. This time she says, "that can't be right." And it isn't.
And she isn't.
You hold a gun in your hand, and you're shaking. You are afraid. Rightfully so. Mere steps in front of you is your grandfather, but he hasn't aged like you've always known him. He is young, and so are you.
What would be to happen if you pulled the trigger?
It's a classic, the grandfather paradox.
It's hard to know, so pull the trigger and let us find out.
Bang,
The gunshot rings out into the world.
Four things could happen:
You cease to exist immediately, to never have existed, and to break free from causality, and instantly destroy the world. Let's hope this doesn't happen, as you take down everything with you.
Something prevents you from killing your grandfather. Maybe your gun jams, maybe someone catches you before you can pull the trigger, maybe someone happens to walk in the way at the very moment you pull the trigger. Either way, your grandfather cannot die.
Maybe nothing happens, and instead you create a new universe, one where you were never part of it. Maybe everything could be the same except for that, or maybe the future becomes vastly different. Either way, you're not part of it and never will be.
The most likely thing, however, is that you cease to exist immediately. You cease to ever have had existed, and you never will. Your grandfather ceases to exist, as if he never existed. Everything that your grandfather has ever done, and ever causes are instantly erased from being. Interestingly, the contours are still left from you and your grandfather. You never existed but your presence is measurable.
Regarding the catastrophe
To: James R.
From: Mira R.
It's real, that's what I think put out plain and simple. It really did happen. There was a Base Omega, and its residents did exist. This isn't the first time I've brought this up, and this time, James, before you call me a crazy conspiracist again, let me explain why.
Everything that happens can be measured. The fact that they happened causes everything else to happen next. Decisions are quite literally the butterfly effect, and although most don't end up catastrophic it can be measured. We call what we measure contours. I know you won't trust me on this, but the catastrophe does have these contours. We've uncovered them.
We call the catastrophe some oddly dark fiction, but it is real. What happened is still being deciphered but its presence is there. I can feel it, or if you want to be more literal I can see the data. Contours aren't something that you just go, "hey, look!" It's much deeper than that. We carefully measure every single datum and take everything into account to form these contours. You kind of have to understand how causality works, first. And I doubt you do.
Base Omega did exist, and whatever, whoever erased it from existence did a very poor job.
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