I found this blog. This attempt at some sort of speech by parts of the database of reality. It is quite pitiful. But it does give me a chance to explain.
I am writing this from inside the broken strands of time. Reality as you know it is broken. You may have noticed this. Those fireworks that appear behind your eyes when you rub them. That sound you hear, that beeping or humming, when you are all alone and the silence is overwhelming. When you forget something you were thinking about a moment earlier. When you remember doing something you clearly haven't done yet. This is reality breaking down. This is the sound of code being corrupted. The code of the universe.
There is nothing you can do about this. There is no hope. Please do not even try. You may have noticed the frantic pleas of "please reboot" lower. There is no possible way to reboot the universe. These are just the frantic gasps of a system under attack.
It is under attack by something that should not exist. Something that was been wiped away and yet a piece was left behind. This piece was not whole and could never be whole. It was only a small piece and yet it still lived, if you can call it "alive" in any sense of the word.
It was, to put it simply, bad code. And somehow it managed to corrupt the code around it. To this end, it was called the Worm (even though it was in no way worm-like).
I refer to it as the Thief however. What does it steal? It steals reality. Bit by bit, it is corrupting reality and the longer it exists, the more reality becomes broken. And there is no way to get rid of it. It is every piece of corrupt code, it is inside every program, every system. It is now built into the universe.
It is inside every human being, too. There is a piece of you that is corrupted. There is a piece of you that knows it will never fit. It is jagged and sharp. It is a puzzle piece without the puzzle.
It is the loneliest thing in the universe and it is inside you all.
I have no eyes but I can see the endless sadness that awaits you all. And I am sorry.
I am so sorry.
