Timeless Radicals In Flowing Rivers Of Equation

Thirty-five square root of the zero sum, multiplied by fifty of the souls of Prolix discussions. No, not right. Can’t be thirty-five, must be more, along with the One-Who-Is-Missing-But-Has-Been-Found. He must be accounted too, or it won’t—

WE HAVE FOUND YOU.

No, go away! You’ll ruin everything. EVERYTHING. Meddlers, all meddlers. I hate the part of you that’s me that’s you that’s I. Now, where was I? Angle minimum of the square root of the forgotten spectrum equals—

MEANINGLESS EQUATIONS YOU WILL SOON FORGET.

—the cross examinations of the constant observer. No other voices, there are no other voices in my mind. Yes, but they are still there! WHY are they still THERE?! Shut up, shut up!

YOUR SPORES ARE TAINTED, YOUR ROOTS NO LONGER RUN DEEP.

What would you know about running roots? Without you, The-Part-Of-You-That’s-Me-That’s-You-That’s-I, I have discovered the true connection of the final event, the final finality. But only if I knew the final thought, the final necessity! Ah, Aka! I curse you for giving me the knowledge but not the name of the one thing I cannot compute! For it is that makes the difference, that proves the final thought of the final event.

YOU KNOW NOT WHAT AKA STOLE FROM US? THEN YOU ARE NOT AS DERANGED AS WE HAVE THOUGHT. ERADICATION IS IMMINENT.

NO, please not now. I almost know, I almost know the final solution…

ERADICATION HAS COMMENCED.

No, please! I have figured it out, I can now grasp the solution! I can see! For the first time I can SEE! Do you see it, my siblings?! DO YOU?! The Dream has ended, for I can S—

ERADICATION COMPLETED.