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paradisa2012-03-29 03:16 pm
eat_me_beat_me) wrote in paradisa2012-03-29 03:16 pm
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033 Red Letters
Alright. I know there's been talk about a book club or whatever for a while. But, like a lotta things here, it seems like a lot of "we should" and "we'll do" and not enough "let's DO this."
So. This is me. Doing this.
I found a book in the library that looks pretty cool and if anyone else wants to read it, too, just let me know and I'll have the ghosts bring you a copy. It's called Ego and Enmity and the Undead. So, what do you think? Any takers?
So. This is me. Doing this.
I found a book in the library that looks pretty cool and if anyone else wants to read it, too, just let me know and I'll have the ghosts bring you a copy. It's called Ego and Enmity and the Undead. So, what do you think? Any takers?
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And that's only a sampling of what he's been known to have done.
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But... How can someone just destroy a planet like that? I mean, I know people on Earth like Hitler tried to wipe out entire races and shit like that... but a whole planet?
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[dat's crazy talk]
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[he frowns. he'd never say it aloud, because he knows how sensitive Nora is to things like this, but it's like explaining television to a caveman, in a way. humans of her time just aren't ready to comprehend the complexities of the block transfer computations of the mathematicians of Logopolis.]
Quantum mechanics posits that there are infinite versions of infinite universes, all existing at the same time. It's how we can be here in Paradisa, and frozen in time back in our own worlds all at once.
[he pauses to allow her to register that, then continues] Now, picture one of those versions of a world as a painting, or -- or a poem written in pencil. Yes, that's a bit better, let's go with that. As long as the words exist upon the page, the world is there - it turns, it functions, each line is a year in the life, each word a person with breath and memories and loves and strange quirks about their eating habits.
Now ... in another world, in another layer ... you have someone with an eraser. What do you suppose happens when they put it to that page?
[another pause, this one a little heavier, a little longer - and far more serious, because this is where he prepares to drive the concept home. and it's not a pretty one]
On Logopolis, it wasn't a case of words on paper, but numbers in a computer. The mathematicians of Logopolis could either create or destroy.
And the Master cheated his way into their fold, gained their trust, and wielded that eraser in a way no one should have the right to do.
... i responded to this wth.
Slowly.] And the Master could change or destroy whateve he wanted just by changing or deleting a few numbers...
you did! i remember seeing it. weeeeird
/twilight zone theme
[She pauses.] What do I do? I mean... if I just ignore him or some shit like that he's gonna know you told me.
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I think I'd be more worried about pissing him off if I didn't. I mean... what do you think he'd do if I had a pleasant conversation with him today only to try to avoid him or something if he tries to talk to me again? He'd know something was up.
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