I am trapped in a strange machine.
As an observer, anywhere outside of where I look is subject to increasingly strange law.
As the observed, I can no longer assume I am.
The space around me, a force or field I at once generate and change in conjunction with my presence.
Any hard rule which would hold where I am looking is subject to be broken outside my gaze.
Each day the rule begins to break, my key is lost before I leave my residence. I spend a small amount of time looking for it, remembering that my mind would have been shrouded in doubt. I would have assumed it was a loved one, an embodied agent of intelligence nearby.
Now, I am sure it is the machine. I am locked in a gate. It is only temporal.
In this time, my body feels the churn of possibility. A discomfort. A belief in my state of awareness.
The relative state of awareness of my body. Knowing any divergence from local engagement would have led to this gate. Knowing a force would inhabit the space where it was and I was not. Knowing the strict principles of logic in uncertainty would lead to these possibilities.
The gate is not assigned an identifier. The physical properties of the gate are the strict possibilities bearing down on my soul.
There are people in this place. They do not abide by the same rule. They traverse the space which is possible to traverse instead.
For everything I tolerate, I am barely tolerated. Everybody responds to me as if they know something.
Since my existence has been deemed impossible, therefore my absence predictably present, when I arrive in spaces, they have often morphed.
There are signs of growth rates declining outside of the dominant market forces.
Cars often try to park where I am walking. Large proportions of people make the same decisions at the same time - to walk in pairs, to hold hands. On a single day, it was decided that hats were to be worn. Subtle but telling changes to the stock in shops. Portable phone chargers have been phased out in favour of car chargers. Cruelty free goods are harder to find.
Independence has again been overruled. The world bends to a darkness in decision.
