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last night i watched my favorite movie ever, 2001: a space odyssey. i absolutely love every part of that movie, up until the landing-on-tierra-firma-and-suddenly-finding-ourselves-in-a-fancy-house-and-the-guy-drops-the-glass-and-what's-that-oh-space-fetus part. in fact, i even get the space fetus part, but the fancy house throws it out of context. is it all a hallucination, a misfiring of the brain after an immeasurable about of time shooting through space? are the unknown intelligent beings telling our protagonist that, spending years locked up in a giant synthetic central nervous system and then having everyone die and then killing the machine itself, and THEN continuing the mission to jupiter where those wacky black monoliths are all hanging out, THEN involuntarily going throughout the universe and seeing the beginning of time itself- at the end of all that, the point is that it's all within us all the time so we may as well stay in our luxuriant dwellings- the knowledge will find us- we are so new and innocent and unaware of the universe? dude. i just don't know.
but if i ever suddenly wake to find a monolith at the foot of my bed, it would really fuck with me.
but if i ever suddenly wake to find a monolith at the foot of my bed, it would really fuck with me.