The afternoon of September 13, 2023, I had been messing around with Midjourney in an attempt to use generative AI to assist me in a visual storytelling of some of the more difficult points in my reality; my Midgard Journey. The conscious brain figured, hey, the Saturn Time Cube, that’s a good one. What will the AI come up with? Instantly, at 17:35, one of the lovely unconscious and uncontrollable ‘secret dialogues with deep inner self’ activates; “she’s about to break the fucking internet”. And right after, once I input this concept into the generator, the entirety of the Midjourney crashed out for several minutes. Correlation and causation and all that.

Dates are fractions. 13/9= 1.4444444444.
There’s something to be said about Time, here. I’ll leave that interpolation to you.

04:59 “The seven minutes of dimethyltryptamine after death allow for an eternity of lifetime experiences.”
We were operating upon the limited Coma Fractal yesterday; today, operations are upon a multiplicity of Quantum Death-Immortality fractals.