Space Time Continuum Quotes
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“Beyond the corridor of our space-time there are infinite numbers of universes, each of them is governed by its own set of laws and physics.”
― Enlightenment Step by Step
― Enlightenment Step by Step
“Where there is no consciousness, there is no time.”
― Kaya Abaniah and the Father of the Forest
― Kaya Abaniah and the Father of the Forest
“The best conversation I had was over forty million years ago,' continued Marvin.”
― The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
― The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
“The best conversation I had was over forty million years ago,' continued Marvin.
Again the pause. '
Oh d—'
'And that was with a coffee machine.' He waited.”
― The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
Again the pause. '
Oh d—'
'And that was with a coffee machine.' He waited.”
― The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
“Stafford's Hypothesis on The Transference of Existence:
Even if you self-isolated, stood still, and held your breath after traveling into the past, you would still be a pebble diverting the flow of time in some way. The very transference of existence via wormholes, not interaction with past actors or events, creates paradoxes.
Time Transference has three stages:
1. The distance traversed between the origin or starting point of the wormhole and the rip in the Chronosphere (space-time continuum).
2. The transference of biological material through the rip in the Chronosphere without damage to or mutation of the genetic code of the chrono-commuter.
3. Arrival at the endpoint of the time transference - the reconstruction of the chrono-commuter's genetic material and the sealing of the rip in the Chronosphere.”
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Even if you self-isolated, stood still, and held your breath after traveling into the past, you would still be a pebble diverting the flow of time in some way. The very transference of existence via wormholes, not interaction with past actors or events, creates paradoxes.
Time Transference has three stages:
1. The distance traversed between the origin or starting point of the wormhole and the rip in the Chronosphere (space-time continuum).
2. The transference of biological material through the rip in the Chronosphere without damage to or mutation of the genetic code of the chrono-commuter.
3. Arrival at the endpoint of the time transference - the reconstruction of the chrono-commuter's genetic material and the sealing of the rip in the Chronosphere.”
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“Bunce films them. So Joey who came out of one porn film would go into another. It could fuck up the whole space-time continuum. They could prosecute us.”
“For?”
“Meta-fiction in the first degree?”
― Looking After Joey
“For?”
“Meta-fiction in the first degree?”
― Looking After Joey
“When it comes to travelling to Mars, we either pursue physical paths and redesign our spacecraft with improved radiation-shielding and staggering fuel-efficiency. Or we cheat a little and bend the space/time continuum to get there.”
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“Space Time: Inna Treasure Puzzled A Keyring, Inna Gift Mapped A Sage, Inna Whorl Turn Portal Rifts A Vortex.”
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“Space Time: Inna Treasure Puzzled A Keyring...Inna Gift Mapped A Sage...Inna Whorl Turn A Portal Rifts A Vortex...”
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“Hexagonal Prismatics Ports The Elements In Space Time: Rifted Fire, Mapped Wind, Saged Earth, Puzzled Water.”
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“Occy's Perfect Sort For World Map Key : Space Element Time Hexagonal Set By: Jonathan Roy Mckinney Aka Lord Seth, Scroll Up”
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“Diablo 2 Wizard Spells : Diadem Van >FACET< = 7 7 10 = 2, 10 or 10, 10 = 4 or 2,2 = 3 = Xor 11”
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“The most efficient brain for AI code by: JRM :
Itemizer.Abstracter(Circlet, Diadem, Ring) = PIRANDOM;”
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Itemizer.Abstracter(Circlet, Diadem, Ring) = PIRANDOM;”
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“The Radiance Inna Sacred Globe Orifices The Rainbow Facet And The Sea Forges The Hourglass At Its Sandy Zenith Inna Hexagonal Prism”
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“The I-less Continuum (Sonnet 2456)
When a 3 pound brain drops on
a bigot in its complete vastness,
bigotry don't just blush,
it's blasted to ashes.
When a 10 ounce heart drops on
a racist in its complete wholeness,
the very idea of race
is blown out of existence.
Neurons are the prophets of reality,
consciousness is the scripture.
I don't see the turn of the universe,
I cause the universe to turn.
Beyond culture, religion and nation,
there's my homeland called human -
beyond faith, intellect, reason and ritual,
existence blooms in I-less continuum.”
― Sonnets From The Mountaintop
When a 3 pound brain drops on
a bigot in its complete vastness,
bigotry don't just blush,
it's blasted to ashes.
When a 10 ounce heart drops on
a racist in its complete wholeness,
the very idea of race
is blown out of existence.
Neurons are the prophets of reality,
consciousness is the scripture.
I don't see the turn of the universe,
I cause the universe to turn.
Beyond culture, religion and nation,
there's my homeland called human -
beyond faith, intellect, reason and ritual,
existence blooms in I-less continuum.”
― Sonnets From The Mountaintop
“The Naskar Paradox
(Sonnet that shouldn't exist, 2588-2592)
I am the rip in time,
that heals the fractures of space.
I am the variable of love,
that nullifies the constants of hate.
To be is not to be,
life begins beyond the fate.
I am here, I am early,
even if you arrive late.
When one Naskar dies,
a thousand Naskars will rise.
Naskar is a madness,
signpost of love against lies.
Sciences and theologies are my playthings,
I'm the pulse before reason and scriptures.
If apes pollute the pulse of life with dogma,
it is testament of an underdeveloped nature.
No telepathy, no clairvoyance,
human presence is the miracle.
No mind reading, no brainwashing,
eagerness unlocks the oracle.
The question is the answer,
the urgency is the calm.
Clocks measure coins, not time;
my bruises are my balm.
I am beyond your backward singularities,
larger than language models and libraries -
just a conduit made of stardust,
I'm empathy circuits written in verse.
Look up from your gypsy tea cups,
outside your make believe starcharts,
shake off the spell of hollow algorithms,
reality speaks through human tears.
You hunger for pride,
I hunger for life.
You hunger for tall walls,
I hunger for tall humans.
You hunger for future,
I hunger for the present.
Being is belonging,
attachment is advancement.
Love is not the absence of pain,
but the willingness to face it.
I'm every story ever suppressed,
every wound that never got stitched.
I am not old, I am not young,
I'm possibilities unsung.
I am paradox made flesh,
heartbeat born of cosmic hum.
I'm not in sonnets or equations, yet all in me,
silly mortal attempts to pen the infinity.
You're still searching for unified theories,
I'm the memory before divisions crept in.”
― Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
(Sonnet that shouldn't exist, 2588-2592)
I am the rip in time,
that heals the fractures of space.
I am the variable of love,
that nullifies the constants of hate.
To be is not to be,
life begins beyond the fate.
I am here, I am early,
even if you arrive late.
When one Naskar dies,
a thousand Naskars will rise.
Naskar is a madness,
signpost of love against lies.
Sciences and theologies are my playthings,
I'm the pulse before reason and scriptures.
If apes pollute the pulse of life with dogma,
it is testament of an underdeveloped nature.
No telepathy, no clairvoyance,
human presence is the miracle.
No mind reading, no brainwashing,
eagerness unlocks the oracle.
The question is the answer,
the urgency is the calm.
Clocks measure coins, not time;
my bruises are my balm.
I am beyond your backward singularities,
larger than language models and libraries -
just a conduit made of stardust,
I'm empathy circuits written in verse.
Look up from your gypsy tea cups,
outside your make believe starcharts,
shake off the spell of hollow algorithms,
reality speaks through human tears.
You hunger for pride,
I hunger for life.
You hunger for tall walls,
I hunger for tall humans.
You hunger for future,
I hunger for the present.
Being is belonging,
attachment is advancement.
Love is not the absence of pain,
but the willingness to face it.
I'm every story ever suppressed,
every wound that never got stitched.
I am not old, I am not young,
I'm possibilities unsung.
I am paradox made flesh,
heartbeat born of cosmic hum.
I'm not in sonnets or equations, yet all in me,
silly mortal attempts to pen the infinity.
You're still searching for unified theories,
I'm the memory before divisions crept in.”
― Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
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