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   occam's

   razor. What? We need to check our belief on this under Occam's razor. Who's razor? I mean its complexity might prove its incredibility by Occam's razor. Please clarify what the hell his or her razor thing has anything to do with my choices on menu on this table. I mean your choice of its most favored pasta is definitely failed by the criterium of Occam's razor. Hey please, it's our 1st wedding anniversary. I know but your belief on the other's beliefs sounds not reasonable. Who


   cares! I do. Then what are you gonna eat by or under that shitty razor? Under Occam's razor, I definitely choose the cheapest and fastest possible option on the menu. Go ahead hon. What a night ladies, may I help you to order for your fabulous supper? Two cheapest and fastest menu  please. Sorry but your two adjectives happens not to match each the very other ma'am. Hon? I need some time. We need some time. Take your time, then call me back whenever. Thanks. It's


   working like that so please forget that old razor. No it's not not working, it's just a case of two entangled razors. Oh please. And I have to prioritize them first, price? speed? which might be a sharper razor do you think? I don't think any of them sharp enough to help fill our guts. I mean . Please stop saying nor explaining what you mean now just do pick any on this very paper. It is not only a pure matter of eating a meal. Of course not as it's our first anniversary as well as last




   Olga

   . Yes, Jone. I think we better stop here. Here? Here. Now? Now. Sick of me? Not exactly, I need some rest. You can do it with me too. I know but I don't want to. Then you are sick of me. Okay, I have to say that then. But I'm not. I know you are not sick of me. I mean I'm not sick of myself yet. Good for you. But you are. Yes I have to confess that I am sick of you. No I mean you're sick of not just me but yourself also. No it's not possible cause I love who I am. But you hate it too. I


   think we are circling around the same core of nothing. So you want to quit? I think I do. Here? I said here. Now? I said this too. Okay. Thanks for your understanding. I don't understand any. I am too tired. Of me? Please stop honey. I knew. Thanks anyhow. I knew you are gonna say that very word of breaking up only for the excuse or sake of your being too tired and sick. You could  for sure. But I kickstarted loving you, although I already saw this very scene of our ending. Yes I


   am the one betrayed you. No I mean all of the words, excuses, and any very responses from a tiny mouth of yours happened to be heard by me at the very first sight of ours. How? Cause I'm the predictor. What do you mean. I am predicting the worst case scenario in any story. Even for love? Especially for love. Why? Cause it works. Yes it does. Once again. Worst came true. So? So we better say good or plain bye here. Here? Here, and now. Okay. Okay then, take care. You too




   on

   and off. Off and on. No more. No less. Not a single in-between at all. How simple! It's a switch . You can call it transistor, binary machine, or whatever-fancy name. The fundamental remains the same. On, and off. Off, and on. No more. No less. Not a single chance of in-between at all. It sounds simple as much as it actually is. It is straight as much as it sounds. Now we did find one more step toward the next stage of simplicity. With only one option. On or off. Off or on. Both is


   same. It's just a name. You can call it an on switch. An off switch. Or even anything other than switch at all. No matter what and how you call it, the fundamental remains the same. As above that there is no more nor less room for other options. If on, no off nor in-between. Vice versa. It sounds a lot simpler, more straight, and clearly best of all easier to live in. I call it universe. One and only verse of ours. No more. No less. Not a single luck or curse of being in-between. No I'm


   not god nor any developer of this very universe in any physical or historical manner. I happen to be a sheer seeker for the utmost simplicity. Then I found a switch, a transistor, the system of only two options. And simply shrink the two to the one. And only universe. Of ours at last. How simple! How beautiful! And last but not least of all how fundamental it sounds! Or just is! But it is time to take one more step. A tiny step of my own. But one giant leap for us all. To zero-verse




   On the origin

1. of species of course

2. of homo sapiens for sure

3. of any unborn babies at best

by their choice

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