OBSERVATION 020
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.
From top to bottom, it crosses in one go.
The first two generations barely bend.
The lower two split wide.
The more a road bends, the sooner it ends.
Only what goes straight reaches far.
The brightest place is the root.
Not because it is thick there.
Because all eighty-one roads pass through it.
It finishes growing, disappears, and falls again.
The same shape comes twice
because on that side there is no chance.
Fingerprint of this equation
sha256:e37035ee865645928ea912be66e04db62c6d1ca45ca42dc759cafd866eb85667
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.