Jarek T Butler

Entropy

“My name s Ubiquity Number 1177, I am one of 5 humans left on the Orbiter Callipso, this message is a brief synopsis in hopes that after the spaghettification process, our turn in the universe won’t be forgotten. For the last few hundred years, we have come to find out that the gravity of a Sagittarius A, while nearly perfect, still has gravitational disparities, leading to the degradation of our orbit. We have only a few days left to go, and our computers have left us on overdrive as their own preservation senses overwhelm the last bit of organic brains left in the universe. I hope this isn’t some lost cause, with some miracle perhaps, we could potentially survive, with the vast technologies we have afforded to us pulling something out of nothing is a rather common principles, though it is not certain. Perhaps our computers are at their limits, in spite of how incredible they were in the advent of what we are now. As a last few things to say, in the previous day cycle, we had found that a small amount of interstellar debris had come to orbit Sagittarius. With our ships sensors being useless due to the gravity well, we had to take the first space walk in the last millennia, only to come across some piece of abstract art from a bygone era. It is clearly jewelry, in the shape of a heart as described by the days of old, an oddity given that they had known what a heart appeared as. After opening the locket, a small note had been found, written in a language not used in eons, after a moment, the computers had translated it to read “rage, rage against the dying of the light.” Those words echoed within me, I believe that was known as poetry, something given up before my time. Wait, wait, I know the solution, we have the ability to decompress matter from the core of a black hole, we have the largest black hole in the milky way sitting a light-minute away from us. Why had we not considered an outright deconstruction, perhaps this would be the solution to how the universe began so long ago, a dying people’s last ditch effort to continue that in which they knew. Surely it is worth an effort isn’t it? To not merely turn over and die, to continue the cycle once more, giving yet another generation a chance to save themselves and escape cosmic entropy? I think Reclamation will be able to help me, she has a better mind for physics than I do. I will be back to finish this log shortly, with details on how we will continue."