CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
PROFESSOR BOTTOMFLAP'S NOTES TO STAN
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"Years continue to pass."
"There are people who die and people who are alive. Through human history people have died. We may now be reaching a point where no one will have to die. But which am I?"
"Of course someone has to cure death first."
"I have always believed death will be cured within my lifetime. It has to be, right?"
"I'm scared."
"What if I'm one of the people who die?"
"I always imagine I'm like a main character in reality. It's sad when the supporting characters die. But in a way they have to, so I might live. It's the law of averages. Not everyone can live through all of time. We have to get to that point first. Everyone who has died wasn't me so wasn't quite real. I'm rambling...what if I'm a supporting character?"
"It's just so terrifying, isn't it? Death? Think about it..."
"I'm still thinking about death. Imagine if it happened right now. It could. People die thinking thoughts such as this. Sitting slouched in a chair such as I. Just because I have not finished my great projects, doesn't mean it won't happen. I lie to myself. Delude myself. We all do. You do too. I remember once you told me not to worry. That I wouldn't die. You didn't really follow that up with anything. It was a silly thing to say. We all have our own narrative running to convince ourselves that we don't die. I have several, actually. I may have mentioned some before..."
"You don't know what you're dead. That's the worst part. I was thinking about it again and I felt panic, not because I was going to die, but because of my unfinished projects. What would happen to them? I started imagining instructing others in how to handle them. After I was already dead. I haven't told anyone of them in life. Would they be discovered after my death? Would people understand? They are hard to get your head around. Even for me sometimes. But it doesn't matter! I'll be dead! There will be no more reality. How can I worry?"
"But they are MY projects..."
"THIS MUST BE A LIE I MUST LIVE FOREVER IT WAS UNCACCEPTABLE THAT I COULD EXPIRE NOW."
"HOW CAN ANYONE NOT BE MAD."
"My projects...are a product of madness. They do not matter."
"I really need to cut my finger and toe nails."
"Nothing matters."
"Sleep."
"There's a way...to save life..."
"Death. Soeone cure death."
"I'm mad, aren't I?"
"Saying all this won't help. Nothing helps. Just going to die."
"If I had already died I wouldn't be able to say this."
"What if I live, necessarily so, in the one possible universe where my death is impossible?"
"Yes, Stan, that was my lying to myself."
"Stan isn't even real by the way."
"I'm not even a real professor."
"My projects are deranged and matter not. People will laugh at them when I die. And it matters not, because I will be dead."
"Matters not."
"I'll say that a lot from now on!"
"You wasted time reading this. But is all time a waste?"
"AH WHO CARES."
"Stan was real once."
"I killed him."
"with a shoe!!!"
"not really.................."
"it was with two shoes ikcked him to death DKICK CKICK CIKK DSTNA STNA STNA STAN STAN THE MAN I KCIKED HIM TO DEATH"
"not realllllllllllly!"
"I never did nothing!!""
DSAEVER!"£t
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f thjurswpiytatira tit ALONAE
ALEON ALEONA LDONE W
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rew'er alone
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lalenor anre'w t
wrean'te llw
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allone wer'nt laywas aloen
where evforeve alone
forever alone
___________________________
"Years continue to pass."
"There are people who die and people who are alive. Through human history people have died. We may now be reaching a point where no one will have to die. But which am I?"
"Of course someone has to cure death first."
"I have always believed death will be cured within my lifetime. It has to be, right?"
"I'm scared."
"What if I'm one of the people who die?"
"I always imagine I'm like a main character in reality. It's sad when the supporting characters die. But in a way they have to, so I might live. It's the law of averages. Not everyone can live through all of time. We have to get to that point first. Everyone who has died wasn't me so wasn't quite real. I'm rambling...what if I'm a supporting character?"
"It's just so terrifying, isn't it? Death? Think about it..."
"I'm still thinking about death. Imagine if it happened right now. It could. People die thinking thoughts such as this. Sitting slouched in a chair such as I. Just because I have not finished my great projects, doesn't mean it won't happen. I lie to myself. Delude myself. We all do. You do too. I remember once you told me not to worry. That I wouldn't die. You didn't really follow that up with anything. It was a silly thing to say. We all have our own narrative running to convince ourselves that we don't die. I have several, actually. I may have mentioned some before..."
"You don't know what you're dead. That's the worst part. I was thinking about it again and I felt panic, not because I was going to die, but because of my unfinished projects. What would happen to them? I started imagining instructing others in how to handle them. After I was already dead. I haven't told anyone of them in life. Would they be discovered after my death? Would people understand? They are hard to get your head around. Even for me sometimes. But it doesn't matter! I'll be dead! There will be no more reality. How can I worry?"
"But they are MY projects..."
"THIS MUST BE A LIE I MUST LIVE FOREVER IT WAS UNCACCEPTABLE THAT I COULD EXPIRE NOW."
"HOW CAN ANYONE NOT BE MAD."
"My projects...are a product of madness. They do not matter."
"I really need to cut my finger and toe nails."
"Nothing matters."
"Sleep."
"There's a way...to save life..."
"Death. Soeone cure death."
"I'm mad, aren't I?"
"Saying all this won't help. Nothing helps. Just going to die."
"If I had already died I wouldn't be able to say this."
"What if I live, necessarily so, in the one possible universe where my death is impossible?"
"Yes, Stan, that was my lying to myself."
"Stan isn't even real by the way."
"I'm not even a real professor."
"My projects are deranged and matter not. People will laugh at them when I die. And it matters not, because I will be dead."
"Matters not."
"I'll say that a lot from now on!"
"You wasted time reading this. But is all time a waste?"
"AH WHO CARES."
"Stan was real once."
"I killed him."
"with a shoe!!!"
"not really.................."
"it was with two shoes ikcked him to death DKICK CKICK CIKK DSTNA STNA STNA STAN STAN THE MAN I KCIKED HIM TO DEATH"
"not realllllllllllly!"
"I never did nothing!!""
DSAEVER!"£t
t
hs
hj
sjp
f thjurswpiytatira tit ALONAE
ALEON ALEONA LDONE W
re al
rew'er alone
ale
re
lalenor anre'w t
wrean'te llw
re
allone wer'nt laywas aloen
where evforeve alone
forever alone