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Underground eXperts United
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[ The Last Cocktail Party ] [ By The GNN ]
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"THE LAST COCKTAIL PARTY"
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by THE GNN and HEDGE
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"If we do discover a complete theory, it should in time be
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understandable in broad by everyone, not just a few scientists.
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Then we shall all be able to take part in the discussion of the
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question of why it is that we and the universe exist. If we
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find the answer to that, it would be the ultimate triumph of
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human reason."
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(Stephen Hawking, A Brief History of Time.)
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I peeked at my wrist watch.
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The time was 10.30, sharp. It would happen in less than an hour.
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This meant that there were still some time to mingle and chat with the
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guests at the last cocktail party. We had gathered in my house to say bye to
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each other, have a few drinks, and then pass away. Unfortunately, we had no
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topics to discuss. It did not surprise me, nor anyone else. Infact, it was
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impossible to become surprised. We knew everything there was to know about
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this world, other worlds, the whole universe.
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I bumped into a friend and spilled half of my glass over him. He did not
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mind. He just looked at me and waited for me to say something. I did the
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same, which meant that no one said anything at all.
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"It was sure a nice party when they unified all theories in physics
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around six million years ago," I heard someone say from the living room.
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Everybody agreed. What else could they do? I was about to say "Yes, but
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I still cannot understand how they did it," just to start a conversation.
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But that would be rather foolish. I knew, and everybody else knew, how they
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did it. Everybody knew everything.
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I went to the kitchen and poured me another glass of fine liquid. I
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leaned against the table and thought about the discussions people used to
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have at this kind of parties a long time ago. I knew that they used to begin
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the debate with a few questions without answers, before they moved on to
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controversial subjects which ultimately lead to discussions that could last
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for hours. Someone said yes, and another one said no. Etcetera. To me, it
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sounded like fun. A certain amount of ignorance could not be bad after all.
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At least life would be more exciting.
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"You look like you are thinking!" my wife said. She caught me by
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surprise, I had not noticed that she had entered the kitchen.
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"It might sound ridiculous," I said. "But actually, I did."
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"Oh God," she said. "Utterly embarrassing. Don't tell anyone!"
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I nodded and she left. I studied the yellow liquid in the glass, and
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suddenly another thought popped into my mind. How strange it must have felt
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to become drunk in the past! To suddenly see visions in the inner mind,
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to feel creative for a moment, and perhaps (if still able to walk) write
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down a few theories. Perhaps examine them the next day, and find them
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plausible! The feeling must have been like magic. I did not feel bad about
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the fact that I would not be able to experience that feeling. Theories had
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turned into facts, they had been proven, and they had been unified with
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other theories. I could not do that, but I did not feel bad about that. I
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knew the explanation to why I would feel bad, so why feel bad? Why bother to
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wonder - when you know the answer?
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Everything would soon be over, and I felt good. I knew why. I went back
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to the living room and listened to the silence. We all just waited. There
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was nothing else to do. No surprises awaited us, nor could we arrange any.
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Finally, it was time. For a brief moment, everything went slower and
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slower. Then I saw the glass in my hand return to my mouth. People moved
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backwards and I could not remember the past, just the future. The universe
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had begin to decrease, just as we had expected. It was all over, but we
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comforted ourselves with the fact that we knew everything.
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The meaning of life is almost 42. Add a '2' in front of the '4'.
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This world must be destroyed. In charge: GNN@KRILLE.UPDATE.UU.SE
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Intrinsic value and extrinsic justification.
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uXu #297 Underground eXperts United 1996 uXu #297
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Call DUNGEON SYSTEMS INC. -> +1-410-263-2258
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