OBSERVATION 013
Press the picture and the points thin out. There are four rungs —
forty thousand, six hundred, forty, one. The equation running underneath does not change.
Only the shape goes.
“Listen” is the same bundle of relations, thrown to the ear instead of the eye.
No sound was added; the same equation is put out through another sense.
A twist travels from one end to the other.
Where it turns over, light collects.
It is bright not because it is thicker there.
Only at the moment the surface faces us is its full width visible at once.
While it is edge-on, the sash is almost a line.
The same sash, by orientation alone,
becomes a line, then a surface.
Fingerprint of this equation
sha256:d05ea8ee47261ff0f753c8f73f1c85446c7e66931b4271330acccce2bf72af5e
Run at any time, by anyone, it appears in the same form.
No randomness, no clock, nothing from the environment.
The button above takes the equation out as it is. To count it again yourself:
pbpaste > f.txt && printf %s "$(cat f.txt)" | shasum -a 256
Take it and run it. No randomness and no clock are used, so the same creature appears on your screen too. The equation belongs to no one.