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7/20/2025, 3:49:04 PM
How the hell can those tiny quark thingies get jammed into cells for storing crap and making you "conscious," you brain-dead slugs?
Because there's this fractal pattern bullshit you're too stupid to even notice exists.
Up in that fourth-dimension nonsense, right on the edge where the fifth dimension bumps into the third like a bad car crash, time decides to flip the script and work all wonky.
Those quarks are just meddling in the molecule mosh pit. Some chunk of the whole mess stays in this wavy, ghosty state as long as the cell's not dead yet.
This is why you morons can't poke around in a live brain with your scanners or figure out genetics without looking like fools.
It ain't 'cause it's too itty-bitty for your pea brains, nah—it's 'cause it's playing in extra dimensions you can't wrap your heads around, and those wavy patterns screw around like some hypercube tesseract from your worst math nightmare.
All that massive quantum mumbo-jumbo number-crunching your so-called "consciousness" begs for? Yeah, it's way over-supplied by the gazillion cells flopping around in your worthless body.
But what the fuck do I know, I'm just some random batshit loon lurking on the web.
Not like I haven't shown off my god-tier skills for the past 20 years, you ungrateful idiots.
Because there's this fractal pattern bullshit you're too stupid to even notice exists.
Up in that fourth-dimension nonsense, right on the edge where the fifth dimension bumps into the third like a bad car crash, time decides to flip the script and work all wonky.
Those quarks are just meddling in the molecule mosh pit. Some chunk of the whole mess stays in this wavy, ghosty state as long as the cell's not dead yet.
This is why you morons can't poke around in a live brain with your scanners or figure out genetics without looking like fools.
It ain't 'cause it's too itty-bitty for your pea brains, nah—it's 'cause it's playing in extra dimensions you can't wrap your heads around, and those wavy patterns screw around like some hypercube tesseract from your worst math nightmare.
All that massive quantum mumbo-jumbo number-crunching your so-called "consciousness" begs for? Yeah, it's way over-supplied by the gazillion cells flopping around in your worthless body.
But what the fuck do I know, I'm just some random batshit loon lurking on the web.
Not like I haven't shown off my god-tier skills for the past 20 years, you ungrateful idiots.
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