Keyboard clicking is herded as I type Rapidly it does not do anything I am directly writing code but I like the sound it makes. I make the speakers play passing through by Kaden Mackay i cold just play it in my mind but I like the authenticity of playing it out loud "Can't the Future Just Wait" I begin applying magnetic fields near the black holes.

//notes archive

10 25 2067

The goal of this experiment is to test if hypophysis 3378

hypophysis 3378 follows

if a black hole has a magnetic field can one be moved by an external field and through this manipulate its impact on space-time allowing for the creation of artificial wormholes?

Memory feed follows

I stare intensely at a collection of Aperture Science black hole containment spheres and says why did I call them aperture Science black hole containment spheres like I know it's a Cole reference but like I am the only one reading this whatever starts the experiment I pawer dawn the rest of my super secret basement complex to channel the entire output of reactors to the experiment the photons in the room start orbiting the back holes causing psychedelic effects.

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Calm music continues "If they roll back the rate at which time starts to fly"

Black hole one containment failed well I'm fucked

Calm music continues "never landing or standing by"

why the fuck are their fucking crakes in the fucking fabric of reality

I continue running but I don't know why I'm going to die ether way.

Calm music continues "Every nickel and dine aver quarter to twooooooooo but mabey it time to let time pass thr ooooooooooooooo"

My entrails are fucking flying around the room. blood gurgling sound this is so much worse than up and ding why didn't I fucken make a good dan off switch for my regeneration louder and longer room blood-gurgling sound.

Calm music continues "if the future is bright it doesn't shine with that end-of-the-tunnel light more like a dear in the head lights or your dead lights as the angler fish bites "

the fucken fabric of reality is fucken unraveling around me harts why can't I die. even louder and longer room blood-gurgling sound.

Calm music continues its not rairrrrrrrr rsgssvrgv y6n678mxfrgaxmmmmg 7i iufg74ivy vfg8uob4g48foubu ck ch click

well god fucken dam it why in the ever living fucken god-forsaken hell cant I die.

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a crash bag and a death match of timelines versions of me I assimilated the rest and now I'm floating in the void not a black void not a white void hiding from what I think is an infinite of or all the versions of the same Lovecraftian elder god across time who wants to eat my sole which doesn't exist any more also souper elder god are killing black holes flying in every direction that I have to doge