[b]World, other, self.[/b] "Hello, everyone. I hope we can have fun together~" [i]The containment for what is. That which is which is not the one designating them as is. That which designates as is. Separate between the three. Other cannot be self as then it is not other, but everything contains other and self so long as it is. I am man, but I would not be man were the quasi-minerality of bone not within me. As such, bone is self and other. Fundament of bone is the materials which comprise it. Said materials exist outside of the conceptual scope of bone. However, this misrepresents objects. Two of one object can exist so long as it is the same type of object and not the same true object. This is inherent. [u]Move deeper, question the root of that premise.[/u] Why do we think two of one type can exist? [u]Deeper.[/u] Understand that it is all hidden behind a veil, and reach beyond it. Simulation, falsehood, dream, illusion, craft of a demon, prized domain of a narcissist pariah, altar of a corrupted god, plaything of an incomprehensible is-not.[/i] [b]World, other, self.[/b] The geometric arrangement of Algis rotating in place above her shoulder, Koyuki rose to a standing position with a slight giggle. [i]The world must exist. For even if the demon of Laplace lurks out of our view, feeding us tales and stories of something that never was, or even if this is all a meaningless dream scripted by the mind of you or me, the world must still exist. The mind cannot contain concepts. The quest of the Tao to contain all under one is ultimately futility unless the one is perfect. If the one was perfect though...then the one would know the answer to the question we are currently seeking. As such, that futile ideal of the Supremely Mysterious and Primordial is tossed aside, trash to not even be considered in furthering the premise. Properties cannot be contained by us. Should a demon wish to feed us blue, he must create an illusion of such to feed to us. Even if the true basis of blue is a mere illusion, there does not need to be the developing of an ontology of ideas so long as the premise is established.[/i] [b]World, other, self.[/b] "Koyuki Hazakura, it's a pleasure. I like tropical fruits and eating on the roof!" [i]But if this illusion exists, if all that is needed is that first concept to exist outside of the mind and then get fed into it, then what is to say that there can be more than one of one? If bone does not exist, but it all stems from the same singular illusion of bone, crafted by the demon to deceive us for reasons outside our ability to conceive, then there is no distinction. Object theory collapses. I possess bone and you possess bone, but they are not distinct, they are all mere digital copies of the same primal illusion.[/i] [b]World, other, self.[/b] "I had a bit of a nasty spill when doing some stuff on the aforementioned roof, and what do ya know, here I am!" [i]Thus it is impossible.[/i] [b]World, other, self.[/b] "This is Algis-chan, he represents Death By Substitution. He doesn't talk much, cause y'know, he's kind of a cube, but he's really insightful! I promise!" [i]It is impossible to delineate, when everything which comprises the self is the same as what comprises the other. Every concept and ideal exhibited by the self is not-self.[/i] [b]World, self.[/b] "Um...oh, right! If anyone wants to join the Koyuki-sama Fan Club, let me know! Seeing as this whole thing happened, I have to start from scratch with my member count, funyaa..." [i]The world has to exist, the outside has to exist when you glance outside your window, but even that is a falsehood, an ephemeral dream that will melt away when he who created it wakes.[/i] [b]Illusion, self.[/b] "Anything else, anything else..." [i]...you stand adrift in an endless void. Your sins are infinite, for it is you who made their premise. Your blessings are naught, for it is you who has sinned. You cannot atone with death, for then there is nothing to see the atonement. Without interaction with observers, that atonement is meaningless. Instead of atonement, it shall be a curse. The nightmare ends when the dreamer wakes, so this will simply never end. There is merely one penalty. The penalty which encompasses first and last is that which shall be eternally endured, appointed by you unto you within you. Not death by happiness, madness, love, drowning, burning, electrocution, suffocation. None of those. This is the truest penalty of the first and last. Death by life. You will never let yourself awaken, because when you do you yourself will cease to be. So keep existing for yourself, will you?[/i] "Let's keep this game going forever, alright everyone~?" Such are her words as she takes her seat once more.