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Amit


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After the heat death of the universe, nothing remains.

Except for Celestia, of course, and her immortal sun.

Rated Teen for profanity, fantasised Celestia/Luna shipping and prejudice against transdimensional immigrants.

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Comments ( 39 )

No, I don't know what I was thinking.

In any case: Geimverusagan is the Icelandic name for the 'brain in the vat' theory, literally meaning space-creature saga.

Huh. Wow. I'm impressed.

Yeah... just from the intro, I can tell this one is gonna brainfuck me...
DAMN YOU! I was busy reading my nightly dose of clop, and you had to post this!

Shit looks good... gonna read it now

It would have been better for me if I hadn't read enough of your blog posts to know how much Celestia sounds like you. I kept feeling like I was reading another one. It's short, but still too long for a, well, cosmic joke.

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What if the Celestia that's writing this is the fantasy of an even more insane Celestia? Or what if Equestria is the real world an Discord is trying to drive her perma-insane with solophistic doubt? Or if this is Iceman's optimalverse AI evolving a sort of meta consciousness where it's unaware that the simulated ponies are backed by neural networks?

Or what if this is the writing of a human with too much time... Wait a moment. :pinkiegasp:

Funny, but sad.
Very Nine Inch Nails, but most immortal=sad stories are.
I think, based on the ending this goes best.

What if everything around you, isn't quite as it seems? What if all the world you think you know, is an elaborate dream?
Although, that might be because this particular song has rather intertwined with the show. Choosing a dream over reality, and such.

Oh, and Spoiler Alert, I guess. Whatever, why are you reading the comments first if you're worried about spoilers?

That was quite deep actually. A lot of thought packed into less than 2k words.

Instant fav!

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I swear that's my greatest fear with writing, besides the story not actually being good. I've really got to iron that out somehow.

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Hmm... My personal head canon has Equestria being in a post-heat death pocket universe. The normal laws of physics no longer apply, and past the twinkling lights in the sky Luna named "Stars", there is literally nothing.

...my second favorite theory has Equestria in the middle of a dense nebula. Natural starlight can't reach there, so Luna made her own.

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Not sure if I'll actually read this, though. I'll track it for now and check back later.

And that's how Equestria was made, it seems.

Interesting thoughts of a goddess at the moment she plans to re-create the universe. Hopefully she plans to make it of somewhat sterner stuff. :pinkiegasp::pinkiecrazy:

Jesus fuck! I wanted a challenge... I must have wanted a challenge - 'cause I read this fucking story. Good going writing this fucking story. It is fucking great! FUCK!!!

To put my comment in a less insane manner: I fear living forever and dying forever. Forever. I can not understand the concept of forever. It hurts my head while I shit my ears being raped painful but worse than I can describe. I thought halfway reading this story, I was going to explode. Too much in a short time. Silly me. I should have know my limit. Why am I reading about pony gods that are forever? To be challenge...

After I pick myself off the floor, I read this a 2nd time and a 3rd time. My center held as my fear broke. I still do not understand forever (most likely not the point of the story). I do not fear forever anymore.

Also: shut up Pinkie Pie.

My mind is in tatters! A very good read and it explores the thought process of an immortal being terrifically. Some parts just were so insane that they doubled back and went into being perfectly sensible.

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I'll take your Nine Inch Nails and raise Meshuggah.

Lyrics: http://www.darklyrics.com/lyrics/meshuggah/catch33.html


"My ignorance cast in the mold of all things absolute
I sustain forever my gaze. A stare fixed on the distant oblivion
Resting in the inverted state of being dead, non-sensory matter
As all the earth, the wind, the fire, the sea behold and learn to pity me"


"Mutiny of self.
Insurrection games convincingly performed
Incapacitated by physical thoughts acting out the will of tendon and bone
Have the bridges of insanity been crossed and forever retracted?
Am I standing among a thousand selves? Is the multitude of laughters mine alone?"

"So imminently visible - this cloaked innocent guilt
Sentenced to a lifetime, a second of structured chaos
Trampled by the ferocious, raging crowds of solitude
I'm the soil beneath me soaking up the sustenance of my own death

Extradited to the gods of chance, the deities of all things random
Alive, multicolored, twitching in their dead monochrome world"

"Iridescent to the searching eyes, I'm all things vivid in a world of grey
So easily spotted, so easily claimed in this domain where all is prey

My thoughts a radiant beacon to the omnidirectional hunter-god radar
I'm a markerlight of flesh to these subconscious carnivores
I am them. I am teeth. I'm their arousal at the kill
Feasting on self. A schizoreality warp. The contradiction fulfilled

Focus the only means to see me back to life's unending swirl
A reversal of passing away, as the world of dead, as away is now my origin"

"I float through physical thoughts. I stare down the abyss of organic dreams
All bets off, I plunge - Only to find that self is shed"


Hahaha, hahahaha, hahahahaha! :pinkiecrazy:

Nice little twist at the end there! So, none of it really happened, eh? It's just the place an immortal went to while away the rest of eternity in a better version of her own fondest memories. Of course, for a god, that might be what 'creating a universe' is - constructing something from their own will with which to fill the blank canvas of creation.

Is the creation of the inner reality of a god any less real than the objectively 'real' universe and, indeed, can there be anything termed 'objectively' real when, by definition, only the perspective of the subject grants reality because none exist outside their own perspectives? Indeed, can anything be considered real other than the reality Celestia chooses to perceive because, by definition, there is no-one else to preceive it! Allegedly. Oooh wow! I can imagine that Twilight would spend days puzzling over that one! :twilightangry2: She should ask the Princess: "Princess, am I real or do you just choose to imagine that I'm real and imagine that I believe I have any reality separate from you? :trollestia:

Lovely bit of writing that once again reminds us that immortality isn't all it cracked up to be in a mortal universe. I wonder if Celestia ran into the Highlander during her long wait?

If this story were somewhat more serious, I'd post an Emily Dickinson poem here. Unfortunately, this isn't nearly as angsty and depressing as it should be. It's wonderful anyways.

Then the computer said: "LET THERE BE PONIES."

Shit just got meta.

But seriously, apart from the "Equestria is just the imaginings of an insane god" vibe, I'm getting from this, it's pretty funny, too. As cheesily profound as it sounds, I think that if your mind existed that long, and you went insane without the risk of physical deterioration, it would only be a matter of time before you "found yourself" again. So yeah, I can see this happening.

Quite amusing.

Wow, that was hilarious, I am in so much laughing pain. :rainbowlaugh:

You are a comedic genius, also I loved the premise. I never wondered what Celestia would do at the end of the world. :trollestia:

You got yourself a new stalker/follower. :pinkiecrazy:

Thank you very much for sharing this with us, I really needed the laugh. :scootangel:

And thus I started following Amit, and began to wonder why I had not done so earlier.

At times, it seems to me that there are moments where I can see potential for very real and very powerful philosophical discussions on this site, but then my latent suspicions reaffirm themselves of their own respective accuracy when what I had once perceived as holding higher meaning (at the fore, at least) was really just a ploy to enforce an intricate facade of jaded implications upon a detailed episode of odd, yet witty comedic solace.

Still, it was pretty good; I just like to ramble.

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tbh I tried to give my interpretation of an immortal mind with full honesty so it really wasn't meant to be a comedy at all and I just put that tag in so it didn't get rejected

same with twilight discovers literary analysis and judgement and I guess everything else I've ever written I guess

that being said I dunno man if that's what it's like to you that's cool

Comment posted by Beyonder deleted Mar 31st, 2013

Whoa, Deep stuff. Very well written dialogue.

Also,
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Hver fjandinn, eru aðrir Íslendingar á síðunni? :pinkiegasp:

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Hver fjandinn, eru aðrir Íslendingar á síðunni?

Nej, því miður. :twilightsheepish: I just picked the only language I knew of with a unique compound noun for the brain-in-the-jar theory; the only Icelandic words I know are já, nej and birgirpall. :facehoof:

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:pinkiesad2:

*goes back to being the only brony in the village*

yes, yes, I know, not as dramatic as a wilting tree mirroring my demise in itself, but much easier to maintain

That sounds suspiciously familiar...
Ugh, I can't find the fic. Darn.

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I think it was a story by Obselesence or something.

Definitely a deep story...though it has this insane funnyness to it that made me giggle throughout.

Nice job! :)

yes, yes, I know, not as dramatic as a wilting tree mirroring my demise in itself,

making fun of a certain somepony, eh?

That ending. Reminded me of This: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/61973/creating-the-universe

1715992 Yea. It's just like that time travelling dude on Ben10, (What was his name again), when he was first telling them about himself and he said something like, "I went insane for awhile until it became boring. Then I went sane. Very sane." Something like that.

2217802 Could you run that by me again? Using smaller words?

2446381 Awww. Please don't be sad. :pinkiehappy:

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I was sad over two years ago :rainbowderp:

6552353 Yea. Well, they need to rework the comments to read months not just weeks. I ain't trying to figure out months by counting off weeks on my fingers. I don't even bother checking the date comments are posted anymore. :twilightoops:

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I'm actually really proud of the fact that the number of transitions the atom of Ceasium-133 undertakes in a second only took one attempt to read.

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