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Void
It takes courage to write that stupid piece.
Three years ago I died at the wheel, the car hit the curb, the heart started beating again.
During that death, I was "void" but for sure, but for sure you were dead;
It took me a long time to understand that death does not mean that "I" die, but that the World vanishes from me.
As to what that implies?
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Good Morning Glub Students !
While I do not wish to sound disparaging, I wish once again to stress the importance of showing respect not for me, as I am but a humble servant of Ethology, but to the function. So, students, you are all to leave your Glub nature and materialize as the repulsive Bubble Glubs most likely to resemble something that the Humans could have been.
Students, we started many cycles ago, can we say that we are any nearer to understanding a civilization where the two most predominant Species, the humans and the Rats were spending most of their time putting disgusting energy sources into their superior opening and using the produced methane as a source of energy through their lungs. This process was so time consuming that our modeling analysis tend to sustain the idea that they never had any time to think and compute.
In other words they were dead all the time.
Yes, Glub student with the parted black hair and the exquisite ear lobes that really demand that one considers the opportunity to nibble them?
How clever of you, Bubble Glub with the parted hair, you would like to know how the Humans could know of death when they never had time to think about it?
Most clever of you, Bubble Glub with the parted hair, I wonder, with such an energetic Matrix in you, do you have time to think of other things except integrals and mathematics?
Yes, you do, how charming they are at that age, well then please come to my Office this evening and we shall see what kind of deep thoughts we could evolve together.
Well, as I was saying, the Humans
<< yes Preposterous Looking Bubble Glub with the Tree like Excrescent legs and the drooling mouth?>>
You say that I have not answered the question submitted to me?
Are you pretending, repulsive Glub, that a Professor of my Reputation would possibly do a file sector allocation error? Sometimes I really worry what is going to happen to Multivac with students like you to take care of it.
As I was saying before being interrupted by the faulty wired Glub, Humans had no time to think, but, and this is the thesis that really startled the World and gave me my first Hugo Award, humans compensated their lack of thinking by something they called feelings;
Yes, super bomb Bubble Glub who cannot see her feet when looking down?
Yes, you wonder what feeling could be.
How nice, how timid and how courageous of you, but you do not have to be shy, there is really no need to look at shoes for the exercises we are going to undertake you and I.
Well, really, this is one of the most difficult questions we are confronted with; We assume that it must be something similar to what happens in our Glub World when the roots of a second degree equation are three instead of two. This has been know to create such tension in the Main Processing Unit that processors have been known to overheat, even explode. Of course this during the days we were still using logical logic and not quantum logic.
Students, I am letting you get me astray from the subject, Red Glub will you please immediately vomit the little Glub, kindly remember that operating procedures that are normal for a Glub world are disgusting for a Human World. You did consider it normal that you should engulf little Glub small set into your larger set to facilitate the computations, which was very kind of you but regretfully, not appropriate in the Human World, even if some scholar do analyse the theories of the great mathematician Napoleon as the first step towards the creation of the limitless set which was to become the Glub world.
Students, Humans for reasons that you cannot understand, were convinced that they were thinking.
Let me be clear about it once for all, especially since my respected colleague of one of the Minor League Universities, Sheik O' Neil, apparently intends to run a Seminar on the subject in some Northern town, lost amongst ices and running wolfs Miami, and did had not even the decency to invite me as Coordinator and Moderator for this Seminar, wanting me to do this as he said “for the honour”, ridiculous!
Well Glub students, Humans did not have any thinking equipment.
I can see that some of you apparently have been in contact with the lower crowds at the last Super Bowl and are not expressing the total adhesion I would like to see when I state this obvious fact.
Students, I was prepared for your distraction!
Assistants, kindly bring in immediately four Berkeley humans, you know the ones that never show any sign of wanting to reproduce but only brood in a corner chewing pencils and bananas.
Students, here are the Berkeley students, do not have any fear, we did not even have any need to pre-treat them, this is there natural state, they are totally oblivious of anything surrounding them.
Operator are they properly seated, have they been given a full load of pencils and bananas?
Yes?
Students, kindly do not laugh now, we are going to give these Humans some very simple mathematical expression to solve, the kind you were doing in your first year of cycle, and will you be surprised or not?
Assistants, give the mathematical toys:
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x = 1,-1, exp(-2p/k),
+ concatenated sequences, continued fractions, … 13 million entries at 16 digits.
Now look at the humans, one may think that they are playing games with us, but I can ensure you that they really have no idea of what they are supposed to do.
I hope that the case is made and that none of you is going to Glub in the future some stupidity about the possibility of thinking in Humans.
Yet, students, you are going to wonder why the Humans go with a furred face, as if they were ruminating some deep thoughts?
What could humans be thinking of if they have strictly no instrument with which to think?
Yes, the Green Bubble Glub all covered with slime and looking like these modern Art representation of the hall of horror they call Mack Doe with fried Liberty French Ships?
Yes Slimy student, you think that they must be doing some kind of thinking with the only working equipment they had, the bulges?
Student, while I would not want to share and equation with you and I deeply regret that you sit next to nice Bubble Glub with the parted hair, I do recognize that you have a point. Indeed, the only possibility they had of being able to do any thinking must have been by using the bulges.
This time students, we were able during our archeological diggings to be so lucky as to come directly into a University. Each parcel of this prestigious University has been protected with devotion and the entire University reconstructed.
Students, according to the signs at the entry the University was called Sing-Sing. It had such a high standing and reputation that students where trying to enter the University forcefully and the University had to be protected from intruders by barbed wire, watch towers and electrified circuits;
I do believe, and I feel very warmly about this University, as it must have had a Professor, a bit like me, who would have students, who would be teaching.
Yes, the persistent student who still has not grasped that it is obscene in the Human World to have two eyes?
You wonder, persistent students, why the Sing-Sing University would be better than the others?
Well, assistants kindly bring in the equipment and then bring in one of this reconditioned humans we reconstructed with the DNA we found on the spot.
Students, this will prove my case.
See students, this chair is linked both to on input of ionic energy and to be on the safe side, further channels have been provided here and there;
Assistants bring in the Student;
What do you mean, he does not want to come, he screams something about his right to have a last supper, what kind of nonsense is that, he can have it after the lecture.
Well, assistants sit him properly in the recipient chair and attach the broadband connectors.
Is that done?
Well, as we have to take into consideration that this is the Human World, we shall use only a narrow broadband for a short time;
Ok assistants, give him the Juice!
See students, how happy he looks now, information is flowing into him, he is getting that kind of healthy blue we associate with happiness and success, he even tries to wink to us with his hands, his tong is getting out of his mouth as if he wants more and more information to be feed into him.
Well assistants, that should be enough, you can let him go, most probably he will want to go and visit the other students and transmit the knowledge he has acquired;
What do you mean, Assistants, he does not want to move?
Well, students, here you see in a nutshell the contradictions of the humans, first he wants to have a dinner, then he does not want to move to have his dinner. I will really never understand this foreign world.
Students you are convinced?
Good, I knew there was the material in you to develop a balanced and symmetrical matrix of the seventh order.
But, students, I will agree with you, that does not explain why the Human goes around with this furrowed brow, as if he was living under some kind of constant fear;
What fear could a living thing experience that does not have any thinking power, whose only ambition appears to be to bulge to bulge as often as possible?
Well, students, you will now have to make a huge synapse and regretfully the Glub data base will be of no use as this concept has been introduced by my Research team and even very competent thinkers like the Marx Brother's (you remember them, the ones you invented the theory of relativity?)and Jerry Lewis at the Hollywood University barely being to understand it's fringe meanings.
Students, try to think of a Glub Bubble that would be inverted on one of its beta cord axis with an inversion of the polarity of the electro magnetic field while in sustentation in transition to a Schrödinger slit.
Yes, I know it sounds a bit childish to you students, but we have to approach this concept very carefully as it is loaded with implications that might affect our matrix;
Now students that you picture the situation, try to think that this position you are seeing is suddenly divided the integral of the square root of an epitenomial null value.
You see?
This situation is what I have called “death”.
While for us Glubs, this concept is utterly difficult to englobe into a working matrix, the Humans, due to their absence of thinking organ were able to consider it directly without any computations. As I told my dear Friend and Colleague, Albert, at the Congress, being an idiot does have advantages, Albert, and this idiot started laughing!
Indeed, the Humans spent all their life thinking about only two things:
The disgusting rubbing which we are now familiar with and I hope that the practical exercises we have submitted ourselves to, to gain an understanding of this absurdity, will by now have hardened you. No obsolete Glub, I did not in any way say that you were to harden now!!!
The fear of death. Apparently the Humans were living with only one purpose in mind, to find a way not to be divided by zero.
To us, Glubs, this is of course unacceptable, how could our processors be handling the traffic of the incoming and outgoing traffic if they were spending all their time combing the logical circuits for failure that could not happen?
But this was the human World;
My team is presently working on a subject which I think will be most rewarding, we will try and prove that this useless ceremony of rubbing was in some way connected to the desire of the Humans not to die. I have the greatest hopes as be are presently digging into a farm that advertises “bare-chested bunnies of the Play Boy club”, the purpose of this farm appearing to be some kind of follow up University were rubbing would be taught and practiced so as to ensure the principle of fertility, whatever that could be.
Well, Glubs, we have had a hard day, and for some of us, please do not forget the appointments how demanding it may appear to be at the present time, as I was saying, for some of us the night is going to be long.
OK Playboys, let's Bunny!
What I am saying, kindly bring me immediately a power densitometer, something must have been too much for me today.
See you tomorrow Glubs if I am not dead, you see, see always the strength to be joking!!!.
Backword
I am but the humble script that puts into ink clouds that appear while walking. I am informed that the better part of myself does not fully appreciate having to share my attention with that cloud.
The lecherous Professor was a way to lighten the task of carving stone out of a cloud of stinking thoughts.
Little by little I grew to like him, he shares the same desperation, the same futile efforts to come to an impossible peace with a fate that was born with him.
I rather like him, please do not be harsh with him; I even suspect him to have less success with the upper bulge carriers than he claims.
I suspect him to serve tea at night to his upper bulge students and be quite happy if they simply listen to him dotting about his past glory.
To quote my French mother, the more they speak, the less they do.
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