The Compounded History of the Ocean's Lamentations and a Coffee Filter · 7:52am Feb 24th, 2013
This is a plan, for a hotel. Hilbert puts down his cup and shows you what he's crafted in his mind. If I build it, it will build itself.
Why?
I think it brings about the end of the world. Hilbert can talk about ragnarok or armageddon or rapture with such a straight face. He's got a philosophy that the end of time must and will happen. You think, perhaps, he simply does not the world to spin on once he is dead. He is selfish, like that.
What kind of hotel brings about the end of the world?
This hotel will consume everything. There are unlimited rooms and they will all be filled. It is an unlimited space standing only approaching two stories high. Within infinity, probability will be skewed. This hotel will bring it crashing down around us, like a rain of orange sparks. I cannot imagine a better way for it to happen.
I don't think I get it.
You can't hope to. Hilbert finishes his coffee and starts to pack his things up. This will be the last time you see him. The cancer finishes you off two weeks later. In your feverish approach into the life after, you see two clerks: one smiling and one staring. You ask if there is a room available, and they reply there is always room available.
What was it he said before he left?
...
Yes, right.
If you ask for the penthouse, you can ride the elevator forever.
Wut?
Dude. Whoa.
Huh?
That's a pretty nifty concept.