PINARY - THE MAN IN THE MOON

**THE MAN ON THE MOON**

This is a detailed report from Advanced Superior O9, codename LOZENGE. I am writing to Overseer O0 to inform him of some strange circumstances that have been detected in officially-sanctioned universe #000001204837, which constitutes the second universe of the orchid holographic interstellar continuum. The Project Binary A.I. has complete and utter control over the main planetary body of the universe, bar a few remote individuals. Such individuals include:

- All inhabitants of North Korea.
- Select lifeforms in Antarctica.
- Team Mojang.
- A scattered array of beings protected by the Narrative.
- Several arrays of Minecraft players.
And, the focus of this report:
- The man on the moon.

You know him as TwinBuilder.

Let me get down to brass tacks, Overseer. You have seen this with your infinite knowledge. You know exactly what the circumstances are involving his life and his death. Stacks of code, layered like genetics. A birth forged hundreds of years after the end of the war he started. I see things differently. I am a being of geometry, Overseer. Allow me to explain. Reality is piled on top of itself in the form of miniscule, yet intricate, shapes. You know this. I know this. All of us know this. The shapes fold onto each other to make bigger shapes, which repeat on many levels until you get a complete structure. The true art of sacred geometry is to use as few pieces as possible to make the largest shape.

Universes are connected via sections in the geometric order of reality that are hollow. Tubes, cut through the Void. Its seemingly random idea of bending space and time has a pattern to it, if you know where to look. There is, however, a phenomenon that I have only seen happen once, and heard of twice. I do not have a name for such an event, but I know the circumstances.

Imagine, if you will, a section of geometry that folds into itself. And stacks on top of itself. And keeps repeating, without end, and without circumstance, for infinity. What you get is a geometric behemoth of absolutely incomprehensible scale that dwarfs even the architecture of The Gate. Such a structure cannot handle itself, and it collapses. It creates a hole. A rip. A tear through reality. Yet this isn't even a tear through universes. This is a tear through FICTION.

I will leave you to make your own conclusions as to what this could entail. If you are smart - which you are - you will know. And, by the way - I know you will not be the only person reading this. Hey there, you fucks. How's Sector Obelus?

END REPORT