Cracks
I See The Truth
Hello Friends,
For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been noticing cracks in the Matrix.
The experiences are not full-on Neo black-cat deja vus, but rather, I observe slivers of something beneath or behind reality.
I have been seeing small, colorful rectangles and squares that appear like patches of two-dimensional, 90-degree-angled sections right out of Tron.
It started with my noticing movement on my periphery, which I shrugged off as just my glasses being dirty and getting old.
Then, these shapes started to present themselves directly in my vision. They are bright, almost neon, blocks of squares and rectangles and last less than a second.
Maybe it happens 10 times a day.
I have been simultaneously enjoying the incidents and haunted by them. I mean, they are cool—flashes of rectangular shapes surprising me during my day, but am I going crazy?
Is my brain melting?
Am I actually seeing behind the grand facade into the mechanisms that forge reality?
Coincidentally, during this time, my wife has been away on a trip, so I have not had a sane person in the room to bounce this off.
Liberated from any restrictive, rational feedback, I have been allowed to let the implications of these episodes swirl and grow into a whole thing.
Are we indeed living in a simulation (a discussion for a later newsletter—let’s just assume we are for now)?
If so, I have definite proof.
I just need to capture the evidence.
Each fracture in existence appears only in my eyes and lasts less than a second.
There must be an apparatus I can invent to snag this earth-shattering cosmic indictment. Off to the library!
(Fortunately or unfortunately), my wife returned early from her trip to find me mumbling to myself, surrounded by obscure mathematical calculations on a 1950s chalkboard, buried beneath stacks of books, amidst lit Bunsen burners and test-tubes.
“I think it’s ocular migraines from the medication you just started. It’s a common side-effect.”
- my wife
Huh?
True, I had just begun a course of a new medication. But I don’t get headaches when it happens.
I’ve been seeing behind the curtain, into the very fabric of reality.
Apparently, conveniently, some medications can cause people to see things without headaches. Who knew? (my wife did.)
Some people actually get headaches (quite painful ones) and see auras and rainbows that can interfere with their vision for extended periods of time. Mine are brief and kind of painlessly cool.
I’ve just been seeing short bursts of chiclets that look like God’s accidental circuit boards.
So, armed with this new information, I definitely need to find some more Bunsen burners and at least one Tesla coil.
And then, I need to figure out who got to my wife.
Happy reading, happy writing, happy inventing,
David