“ … 1, 0! … Geddit? “
Information. Goddamn'd information. That's what it's all about, me ol' china. Everything. Reality. Qubits. Zero & one, not standing defined, not staid, not solid but that holy whole hole zero being endlessly fucked (optimism) or raped (pessimism) by an erect & phallic one. A super-positional orgy.
Reality is the divine come-face.
A wanking divinity at war with itself. Atum endlessly tugging the multi-verse into being.
Well, we all have our quirks, don't we?
Our little foibles.
