Bruce Spencer on Nostr: npub1nxty7…a055a Emma was disoriented, she'd been in a lab coat, now she found ...
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Emma was disoriented, she'd been in a lab coat, now she found herself in a 19th century dress. She gathered herself and looked at the multiverse permutations. They weren't actual verses, but neither were they predictions of formations. The box verses worried her, they indicated abnormal control by entities who might take exception to interference with their verse. An intuition struck her, the verses were a thread, like a discussion, each splitting a debate input. Time to talk with other versions of herself, the box verses.
Emma was disoriented, she'd been in a lab coat, now she found herself in a 19th century dress. She gathered herself and looked at the multiverse permutations. They weren't actual verses, but neither were they predictions of formations. The box verses worried her, they indicated abnormal control by entities who might take exception to interference with their verse. An intuition struck her, the verses were a thread, like a discussion, each splitting a debate input. Time to talk with other versions of herself, the box verses.