Point Zero

Point Zero.

It wasn't really the beginning. Nor was it the end.

It was somewhere in the middle. Except everything else had been frothed up into a nondescript foam.

Before? After? In? Out? Forward? Backward? Concepts were as equally mangled as everything else. Imagine a white, featureless square room with an amnesiac person in plain clothes in it – then imagine a degree of magnitude more anonymous and confused than that.

Eventually the foam settles out and thing start coalescing again. Things 'work' but it becomes obvious that things need to be rebuilt. So many of the processes and background trappings that one supposes are immutable are gone. It's as though a computer has it's OS removed, memory wiped and is trying to become functional again on fragments of machine code.



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