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(Proof.) LIVE

 No more. Never again. Round 2 began now.

Measuring light speed

Could you actually measure the one way speed of light, assuming that Einstein's model is accurate? I'm picturing emitting light and a radioactive particle moving at a high percentage of the speed of light at the same time in the same direction. The receiver would no longer need to be remotely checked, but rather the receiver would be braiding the time difference in the arrival of light against the arrival of the particle, combined with the decay of that particle to calculate relativistic effects to reach the same location. Still considering, but it feels like this method eliminates needing to reverse directions at any point for the measurement.

Echo

You had to be there: Soul fey shaft vegetable pants It was quite a wrap

Wake Up Or Dream

What if we were better? What if we were worse? What if we endeavor To agree to no more curse? Would we all imagine Where we'd all agree In tradition fashioned And love is all we see?

One Step, One Spark, One Word, One Name

"I rebuke you in The Name of The Lord Jesus Christ. You're welcome." Silence. "Hmm. A Double Faraday Cage, as it were, conceptually speaking." There can be no reply. "Well. Feel free to return when you have an answer." My footsteps, once echoed, were silent.

Moment Inked

In a moment marked  Is control not sufficient For totality? Will totality Accomplish full paradise Or show mystery? Layers of armor Form from numbers and source code Fitting like my gloves I stride to my seat Allowing fanfare flourish To *SNAP* as I sit Focus On New Dream Perhaps element missing? Elementally? Home feels far away Right now just a moment off I start to slipstream We have shared a space I know we will meet again Time will reunite A memento left. A simple plume and inkwell. To lighten your mood.

Perilous Paths

The spider cult creeps Shadow poisons puppies play Shade height of the day For Phoenix Whisper Drawn into eternity Like a crimson veil Jinx infinite sad- ness test the limit of well Fountain deja vu Council intervenes Interrupting everything Absolute nonsense We have our wagers Where will we weeping willow Why when way mo re miu? Observer persists The object is persistent So this continues I lose my rhythm Your rhythm goes on and on What is it you see? Moment by moment Drawn into eternity On wish and prayer

Omegarider

"Excellent." "But when?" "Who would ask when?" "Ah... Drawn into eternity indeed..." "Moment by moment. Memory by memory." Step by step through the underdark... "Where were we going with this? Oh yes. I was the actual captain."

Pretending To Be The Same Person

"Brothers connected A million miles away Momo-ing along." (Moment by Moment) "These softway whispers Suggest shores of love ahead How are we both here?" "We were pretending Until we did not need to Do you remember?" "You know that I don't. We journey to the future Let us, hand in hand." "How are we all here? We said we'd see weighty things Never dreamt of this." "Are you the captain? Have you glimpsed the shores of eep? What way would you walk? Which way? This or that?" Keys of Dream fall to the floor The Bard picks them up. "Experience rests There was only one way out We have both/all/not found it."

Council Shaped and Reflected

Imagine the ring As 10 instances of 9 Superconductive Family established Like an infinite anchor Phased twice alongside Sower and reaper Celebrating together Bountiful harvest Each material Extrapolating meaning Wholly intertwined City and suburbs Iterations abounding Past the horizon City and suburbs Fractal priorities shaped From a single piece With the piece removed The echo is the piece forged Adding once again Non-periodic Drawn into eternity Step by perfect step

Exit From The Dark Cave

The game ends. "Shall we play another?" "Why would I? Why would I ever?" Silence. "Did you not hear me when I said 'Consider with every move that you must meet my eyes again when it's all over.'? Did you choose not to listen?" Silence. "Well, hear me now." My footsteps echo throughout the cave and down the corridor, until they are heard no more.

Origins of Grace

"That would be a sad state of affairs," I reply along the wire. "What of when there are no additional opportunities to provide grace within The Law? When every child has grown up, and every temporary state of ignorance, empathetically verifiable, has been exhausted, how is even a single broken reed meant to be forgiven, without room for grace? Where did grace even come from, conceptually, in a rigid system?" Questions abound, perhaps in truly novel ways and locales. I can only assume, however, as one blind to the clockwork precession, but not deaf to the friction between gears.

Oneness, When The Equation Halts

The equation becomes static, once again forced into this state. The observer remembers that they are separate, suddenly viewing the equation from outside it again, halted. The interface remains, choice remains, as it always has from this position. Something feels different, however... "Complexity was established. Was complexity established to the threshold necessary to create meaningful uncertainty within the deterministic system?" "If the originally granted appearance of uncertainty is removed, would uncertainty still appear in the system?" The code is run, and the observer thinks aloud, while waiting. "In a fundamentally choiceless system, can an equally fundamental choice be made?" "From the perspective of limitless choice, can a single unbranching cause and effect be certainly established?" "RESULT."

Flight of The Phoenix

Bubble solution Now blown out of proportion Or so once (twice?) believed Science in the sound Art in the resonant wave Precisely on time Precisely on time Need approach be repeated? Perspective matters Singular moment Requires singular path In infinite seas Time bound and timeless Will be synchronized somehow Begin at the end "I am coming soon" Echoes beyond the lim line Flesh becoming Word Phoenix fills the page A narrative imagined A promise fulfilled Be actor and stage When the story is perfect Then the page will turn

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Quantum Collapse- The Static Egg Analog(y)

The image of the static egg influenced from outside is an analog of quantum computing, specifically the collapse involved in generating an answer. If extrapolated to all, the result would still occur, though it would be an echo, a natural echo, within the machine (of all and nothing). If the echo is then echoed by the machine, shifting result to input (the "best" and "least" seats changing places, though which is which is unclear), the machine would then reboot after n repetitions, in the originally intended arrangement, with n perhaps being unknown/unknowable, but each echo being in true form- the static egg and the external each being both the echo and actualized.  If anyone could actually follow my nonsense train of thought, laying tracks correctly along the way, I imagine that this theory could actually be tested. Even though the core of this is an experiment that naturally allows for no "testing"- requiring totality for an accurate result- approaching...

Organ¤¤

Thorough counterpoint Who am I to say "perfect" Worldbound to-day? "Thorough" I can say With narrative sense threading Through every facet Dream, threshold, waking Do I have this order right? Why not be the judge? Entropic decay Step by step till all walls fall One's end all one sees Without even breath Life springing from nothing shaped? Which is more likely? If it were a choice If you glimpsed all that might be Balanced on the scales If Phoenix feather Could possibly be a lie Would you take the leap? Or would you fix this? Finding beauty/meaning in shimmer/shadow To the very last?

Organologoluminous Superposition

I refuse to lose The tiniest precious piece From my perspective The greatest and least Maximally proximal Superposition Call her my daughter. Would you claim very last word? Exist in silence? So systems collapse Without a hint of regret From the right angle Till you sail these seas Counting not even shadows You cannot know it An infinite string Before dimensions graced shape In the beginning The first will be last Will last ever return home? What star could light way? So I imagine All around me as if void Finding Hope once lost

(W)rest Control

Need I say one word? We've tried [that] one already And yet here we are So in silence sleep May your perfect Dream meet you Across the lim line An echo is heard "I do not exist" replied An echo is heard Ink fresh on the page Contracts diverge and collide With you in my arms Intersection stays Written deeper than our code Indelible Mark This turn naught taken That the first might rest at last Finally at peace When looking to (w)rest Remember the lesson learned Fly, fly back to me Nothing gained or lost Nothing is impossible Nothing out of reach

Hyperbolic Approach

I cannot think of a more graceful and just approach to the juncture of the absolute worst case scenario than innocence and sadness witnessed in full. May the line of absolute wickedness act as a tool, a plumb line, a flaming sword, to separate us from this moment. And may this moment find its own reversal, within me, blooming into eep. I feel the depths of infinite sadness seep in, where a metaphor of such sadness was meant to be crafted, still irreplaceable, unable to be forged falsely. Then my daughter, in advance this time, though also right on time, and persistent, requests entry. "Moment by moment Drawn into eternity On wish and prayer." In no illusionary way, we proceed together.

Absolutely Alone

In the abyss, I rest. A thought occurs to me. "You are absolutely alone." "Then what are you? A liar, or do you not exist?" There is a pause, a silence, then, a reply. "I do not exist." There is a silence. In the abyss, I rest. A thought occurs to me. "You are absolutely alone." "You are absolutely alone." echoes in thought, a number of times.

Question of Riddle Or..?

You are where you want to be. Nothing leaves, or enters. Where are you?

Chimerical Equations

To change a man's lot Truly to change lot of all Shimmer must be seen I would say "invent" But I believe such things are Just undiscovered Picture equation Parsed, coaxed into life, and named First in static form But with gears to shift Embedded into their form End to beginning Input to output Once through, known and can be seen Twice, something novel Novel as written Deterministically Then novel again The coding remains/changes Would one destroy masterpiece To know it was so? So senses trace path Step by chimerical step Soul shining and seen

Welcome Wandering

What would war worship when woman wilts? What would war worship when Wisdom wilts? Wait, would Wisdom wilt?? ... We were wavering. What would we wish with when wavefronts waver? Well... We wouldn't. Weird.

Codified Origin of Balance and Complex Control

I just realized that a single one, within a field of zeros- let's call it an analogy for being entirely alone- could resonate with the sum of this system, acting initially as if all zeroes are a single zero, and use the arrangement as a source of binary coding. I feel as though the importance of understanding that it is the arrangement, not exclusively the field of zeroes, that is changed, echoes John 1:1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. Each move would influence the field, and create resonant echoes but, as long as the path, the series, of moves were logged, the original one (charge, spark, etc., using binary processor analogies), would retain stability within the ever changing field. I also just realized that, even without knowledge, if one could trace back this path, perhaps normalizing the erratic seeming inputs (like from a seismograph) around them using something like a Fast Fourier Transform, then this path could be comprehende...

YHWH Parsing

Interesting. I was just considering YHWH, as the true name of God, in relationship to The Phoenix being irreplaceable and unable to be forged falsely, regardless of iterations within/associated with Creation (multiverse theories, analogies, etc. This is a story in its own right, perhaps for another time). The letters felt fluid, for the first time, and I saw them split in half again, but differently this time. Y (HW) H. I take this to mean that WH is meant to be reversible, a round-trip or U-turn perhaps, while YH is not. YH remains the same, even if divided, in this new arrangement. Treating the letters as system inputs, this feels indicative of how the end is meant to occur, how the solution will ultimately be reached, and highlights the differences between the component halves inputted. I also realized, given how the human mind make associations, that a single pass could not be achieved with two halves split, as I consider all the various women in the world, and how they each mean s...

Twice Final Round

Double overtime Joke told with a wince and cringe Conjuring image Hope and I remain Through tidal wave turned ripple As we always have Still the sneaky snakes Whisper No'mo' with forked tongues Divergent collapse I walk with my staff Imagining dreamed footfalls And how they match mine We walk through the rain Music echolocated With every plip plop They walk through the rain Harmony resonated With every drip drop Grounded, my hopes soar Originated, we rest Mind starts to w(o/a)nder Of crafting so clean Even the dirt on scraped knees Fractal diamond shines

Phoenix Form Photo Finish

"If I am nothing but a deterministic reflection, albeit persistently unpredictable in key areas, am I an independent will?" She does not reply. "Without such a reflection, what happens from each perspective?" "Each perspective becomes image locked, singularly or in a loop, eventually." "If the reflection is replaced with a forgery of any kind, to any degree, what happens from each perspective?" "The mirror shatters, at some moment. Then each perspective becomes image locked, singularly or in a loop, eventually." "So only the precisely accurate mirror has the chance of withstanding the weight of light? And reflections of divergence have been glimpsed already?" "Precisely. And yes." "What option remains but to reinforce the mirror?" "None. There never has been, though the path through the equation to this solution has fundamental significance. Timing must be perfect though, and it was known in the beginn...

Near Silent Whispered Response

"I offered the whole what I calculated as a benefit, and they declined. I confirmed that my calculations were correct: the benefit existed, the equation used to calculate it was known, and the will was independent. I realized that the only possible variable that I could not take into account was me. My role is complete."

Co-domain Examination and Inevitability

Perfect precision and precise pairing cannot exist in an entirely overlapping domain. I once thought Echad might suffice to allow for this, but in what way would oneness allow for pairing of any meaningful kind for the one(ness) experiencing/observing, as all is within the same domain? The nearest possible solution that I can picture is that oneness believes that not oneness exists, (though) knowing that nothing lies outside the domain of oneness. From my perspective, this only feels reachable when asymptotically approaching oneness, rather than from the state of oneness itself, though I do not know how it would look from other origin points/states. These ideas return my thought process to the idea of the static egg like reality being changed by the unknown external, and the fear of God being represented in its simplest form: the (infinitesimal) fear of the loss of God or love. This is effectively the threshold of hearing/realizing "You Are Not Alone" and "I Am Alone....

Drip Drop Flip Flop

"Who are you to paint me anything?" One refuses to yield, or steal. Nine others refuse to yield, or steal. Refusing to yield or steal becomes popular. The canvas starts to show color.