ECSTATIC UNKNOWING

Timescanner avoids answering a mailbag question by expounding the argument that knowing is overrated. In the process he tells us about the League of the Secret Knot, an ancient secret society created by early Time Agents.

Written and performed by Richard R Penner.

Music by Psychic Mold , ALICEFFEKTMatthew Schoendorff, and Dr Quandary

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Relationship advice from a man who hasn't seen another human face to face in centuries.

Written and performed by Richard R Penner.

Music by Psychic Mold www.psychicmold.bandcamp.com and Dr Quandary www.DoctorQuandary.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Transcript of "?"

TIMESCANNER: A friend of mine recently pointed out that a question mark is the right half of a heart. There are no answers in love. The best you can hope for is two matching questions.

Temporal static.

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete.

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NANOTECH LIMERICKS

TIMESCANNER wants you to help mutate language.

The music for this episode is by Psychic Mold, Dr Quandary, Aliceffekt and Matthew Schoendorff. Find more of their music at:

Psychic Mold www.psychicmold.bandcamp.com

Dr Quandary www.DoctorQuandary.com

Aliceffekt www.aliceffekt.bandcamp.com

Matthew Schoendorff www.matthewschoendorff.com/

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Transcript of NANOTECH LIMERICKS

SPACETIME LOCATION UNKNOWN. AN UNKNOWN FINGER PRESSES PLAY ON A CASSETTE TAPE MARKED "TIMESCANNER RECORDING #5962"

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmission from the TIMESCANNER.

Temporal static.

INT. TIME CRYSTAL OMEGA, HEAT DEATH OF THE UNIVERSE

The hum of the Time Crystal buzzes in the background.

TIMESCANNER: Roman Mars, host of the 21st century radio program 99% Invisible once tweeted this: "If you have 100,000 listeners and you edit out one useless minute you are saving 100,000 wasted minutes in the world. You’re practically a hero." Not to toot my own horn, but oftentimes I'll compact a full transmission of The Infinite Now into a single minute. Other times, I'll refrain from making an episode  altogether. Superhero. > But in all seriousness, Time Agents, let's hope the time bound internet broadcasters follow Mr Mars' advice. Because lifespans and attention spans are both quite limited in the 21st century and if you're stationed there, just wading through their slooooow unoptimized methods of communication can be taxing. Each hello or goodbye like watching a lone and cross a sidewalk without a scent to follow. God bless Mr Mars for setting change in motion and getting these ants to move their asses.

But if you are stationed in the 21st century, don’t judge the locals too harshly. They are so young. Written language itself is only 5000 years old for most of them. They are just beginning to grasp the immense power of words. Words are reality atoms. And just like atoms, when used to their full potential, each word has the power within it to knock down mountains. Locals such as this Roman Mars are just beginning to experiment with language efficiency. how to convey ideas with greater and greater complexity with fewer and fewer words. They’re feeling remorse for trading in novels for tweets. When the value of either lies in its world changing power, not in its length. The best authors of their next century will be concept refineries. pumping out high octane idea concentrate with no impurities. 21st century poets will be nanotech linguists capable of compressing Anna Karenina into a limerick. Each phrase a Tiny machine working on each others minds to alter their shared reality from the inside out.

You can help speed up the evolution of their language, Time Agents. Whisper a nano-linguistic mechanism into their ears. A phrase never uttered before. (Coal mine heckler) A sequence of words that will germinate within them like a seed and expand into a Maple Tree. (Cherubic Skeleton) Once your phrase has grown within them they will encode the same phrase into their morning greetings,(non-chemical acid sneakers) their thank yous, (stork terpentine) their daily pleasantries. (Hemlock vapor cartographer) Little turns of phrase flying like helicopter seeds from their lips to grow within the fertile minds of their neighbors.

List strange phrases in your spare time. combinations never uttered before. whisper them to passersby. Leave notes on car windows.(kismet milk, homeliest ricochet line dance, fireman epidemic, choleric isthmus, kite thermos, lithe smoke locker) at first the phrases will appear nonsensical. But they will churn within the listeners' heads and mutate language where it lives. Each unheard phrase replacing a textbook worth of information like crispr editing the communication genome.

In time the locals will begin to compress their language into tighter and tighter data packages. They’ll order their coffee in 7 words instead of 12, They’ll seduce each other over a single syllable and the raising of an eyebrow instead of half a dozen cocktails. This is important work.

We need single phoneme communiques that transmit entire Peace accords so that they can be exchanged quicker than nuclear codes can be typed.

Language is a technology invented to resolve conflict. Pre-language Species are only capable of resolving conflicts with force. Language can supplant violence with cooperation. Cooperation is more efficient than conflict, but people are quicker to turn to conflict.

We must help the local 21st centurions to develop words of peace that are faster than the bullets of war.

Of course language can be used for war as well. So, consider it an arms race. Which will win: More enlightening and precise language or more deceitful and threatening language? language designed to feed fear?

Time agents are everywhere. Counter Time Agents are everywhere. Weapons are pointed at (nearly) every point in spacetime. So what are you going to say and how fast can you say it?

There once was a man beyond time.

who was stuck in a gem for a crime. when he tried to escape.

the universe lost its shape.

So they trapped him instead in this rhyme.

(help let me out! Let me out of here!)

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be THE INFINITE NOW

Temporal static

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete.

2X01 BE THE WEIRD GHOST YOU WISH TO LEAVE IN THIS WORLD

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Live fast, die young, and leave a weird ghost. A new transmission from the Timescanner.

Written and performed by Richard R Penner
Music by Psychic Mold

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Transcript for 2x01 BE THE WEIRD GHOST YOU WISH TO LEAVE IN THIS WORLD

TIMESCANNER: 

Neither ghosts nor biographies are fully formed people. After you die you will leave behind a caricature. So live strange and let your defining characteristics balloon.
Only your eccentricities will survive.

1x19: TIME HUNTERS

TIME HUNTERS are out to kill you, dear listener. Help is on the way in the form of this transtemporal audio transmission. Good luck.

written and produced by Richard R Penner. The amazing music for this episode is by Psychic Mold, Dr Quandary, Aliceffekt and Matthew Schoendorff. Find more of their music at:

Psychic Mold www.psychicmold.bandcamp.com

Dr Quandary www.DoctorQuandary.com

Aliceffekt www.aliceffekt.bandcamp.com

Matthew Schoendorff www.matthewschoendorff.com/

Transcript for 1x19 TIME HUNTERS

The following is an annotated transcript of episode #1684235 of The Infinite Now. Originally broadcast from outside of space-time to Earth, June 30th 2015. Despite the recurring "accidents" that destroyed a majority of the intercepted Infinite Now recordings, this recording still survives. Listen to it here.

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmission from The Timescanner.

(More temporal static than usual)

TIMESCANNER: This broadcast is being sent on different wavelengths than usual. Instead of being tuned to temporal radio frequencies, this message has been encoded into coincidences. Binary 1s and 0s forming an MP3 file encoded in the repeated patterns of traffic accidents, and in unusual weather patterns. The cicadas outside your bedroom window are singing messages to you in morse code.

This message is not being sent to Time Agents, but to a few lucky timebound civilians who are getting close to the Time Bureau’s secrets. You are receiving this message because you have identified the patterns we left for you. I am the Timescanner. I have been watching you from outside of time. You have been following synchronicities in your life like a trail of bread crumbs and they are leading you toward the answers you’ve been seeking. ALeading you toward the true nature of time and reality. Don’t give up now. You are also receiving this transmission because up until this point in time you have lived an inconsequential life

If you received this transmission I regret to inform you that your life has been deemed to so far have no effect on the spacetime continuum. I'm talking on a galactic scale, helping little old ladies cross the street or taking in a stray dog won’t count here. That’s wonderful of you. Great. I'm happy you did that. But it won’t save your life.

That’s right. You are in danger.

An inconsequential life is the most dangerous life possible. With a worse mortality rate than that of most reckless adventurers.

This is because the inconsequential such as yourself are always in grave danger. The inconsequential are hunted for sport by rogue time travelers known as TimeHunters. To any Time Hunter with a lust for blood you are an animal rady to be slaughtered. Target Practice. You are as good as dead already.

Time Hunters can safely kill you right now. Slicing your jugular or poisoning your morning coffee will not result in any temporal paradox or alteration of the primary timeline. Chasing you down a dark alley and severing your limbs with lasers won’t accidentally prevent anybody’s grandmothers from being born. Hunting you down with killer drones the size of mosquitos won’t change who wins World War 3. Because your life as you are currently living it doesn’t move the trajectory of your timeline one single degree.

Here. Remove one earbud. Listen. You can hear them coming for you now. They’re in the hall. [sounds of whispering and footsteps in the hall] Hear them? Now. Shh. Put your earbud back in.

You can’t escape from the Time Hunters like some sort of action movie hero. They’ll outrun you, outfight you. They’re weapons will pierce your skull instantly and they will not miss. The only thing you can do is make yourself consequential. Shh. Ok. Right now. If you make a decision in this very moment to do something with your life and you follow through with it that will put you on the Time Hunters’ No Kill list. But you have to do it right now. They're getting closer.

(Voices in alien languages coming from the other side of the bedroom door.)

Can you feel a change in barometric pressure?, the faint scent of ozone in the air? The Time Hunters’ weapons are sucking electric ions from the air. charging for the kill.

You’ve heard about the butterfly who flapped its wings in Detroit, causing a giant lizard to attack Tokyo? You must become that butterfly. Right now.

Do something, anything, to put more of you into the universe. And the universe will create opportunities for your influence to spread. Put more of your true self into the universe. The universe will be better for it. The timeline you ride will be moved, even if slightly. And because of this you will be spared.

Ok. Have you thought of how you can affect the world yet? Think quickly. Let the sounds of your assassins outside the door motivate you.

Stand up again. visualize it. Visualize what it is you have to do. Visualize what it is that you can do that nobody else can do in the world. And take another step toward it. Always keep one foot in front of the other. Take a vow right now that for the rest of your life you will keep moving, working toward whatever goal it is that you thought of.

Think harder. Clearer. Plan your next action.

That’s it. You’re doing it. With each step toward Your potential, the Time Hunters take a step away from the door.

Hear that creaking of floorboards? They’re backing away from you as your signal on their existentially-lost-o-meter weakens.

Good. Good.

(Heavy steps in your direction.)

Oh no. Was that a doubt? Listen. Shh. The Time Hunters are turning your way again.

Here they come. It occurs to me now that you may find that you are still unable to act even though you want to. Even if you know how you want to change the world. To save your life from the Time Hunters. And if that's true I have especially bad news for you.

You have already been hunted. The Time Hunters have already killed you. You are already dead. Your life when you lived it was inconsequential and your body is now a corpse hidden by Time Hunters somewhere in a distant time. Somewhere it will never be found. Your body has been replaced by a will-less biological android whose physiology is identical to your original self. And the you you think that you are is an automaton going through your old day to day motions. It's just a placeholder mimicking life and waiting to play out a common boring old death so that nobody you’ve ever known will know that little old you ever did anything as interesting as being killed by Time Hunters. What’s that? You don't want to be a placeholder automaton? Well, I guess since Placeholders are identical to the real thing, and since time can be changed back to front just as easily as front to back, I guess that you could probably decide to be in a timeline where you are still alive.

The only way to tell the difference between a human and a will-less decoy is that living humans have the will to act. So I guess it's not necessarily too late if you do something of value that will affect your timeline. So choose to make yourself real again. Cut the strings Pinnochio and step toward Your Future. There's not much I can do here. It's all up to you. Choose what you are. Choose to be alive. Choose to have n effect on the world around you.

The truth is that there are infinite timelines and in some you are inconsequential and you were killed and replaced by this placeholder body incapable of free will. In other timelines you were consequential and contributed to society and lived long enough to meet your first Time Bureau Agent, perhaps if you find yourself in one of those timelines you could even live to even attend the Time Bureau Academy. At this point in time you probably can’t tell which of those timelines you are in. The only way is to DECIDE which timeline you are in. By acting. By living as more than an automaton. By putting more of what is uniquely you into the world, and by investigating more of the patterns and coincidences that will lead you to be contacted by the Time Bureau for further instructions...and possibly...may lead you to recruitment.

Follow my advice and you will live hear from me again soon.

Good luck potential Time Agent.

Be consequential.

Timescanner out.

(Music.)

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Transmission Complete.

1x17: PRECOGNITIVE SCRAPBOOKING

Your Aunt Beth has developed her own method of divination using polaroids and decorative paper: precognitive scrapbooking.

Written and produced by Richard R Penner.  Your Aunt Beth was performed by Rita Penner.

The amazing music for this episode is by Psychic Mold, Dr Quandary, Aliceffekt and Matthew Schoendorff. Find more of their music at:
Psychic Mold www.psychicmold.bandcamp.com
Dr Quandary www.DoctorQuandary.com
Aliceffekt www.aliceffekt.bandcamp.com
Matthew Schoendorff www.matthewschoendorff.com/

Transcript for 1x17 PRECOGNITIVE SCRAPBOOKING

The following is an annotated transcript of episode #1682235 of The Infinite Now. Originally broadcast from outside of space-time to Earth, June 30th 2015. Despite the recurring "accidents" that destroyed a majority of the intercepted Infinite Now recordings, this recording still survives. Listen to it here.

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmission from The Timescanner.

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Entertaining Fellow Time Agents stationed in the field. working in secret to maintain the integrity of the Space time Continuum. broadcasting to you from Time Crystal Omega at the heat death of the universe. here is your host. The Timescanner. and this is The Infinite Now.

(Theme music.)

(Scissors cutting card stock.)

TIMESCANNER: Scrapbooking is the modern alchemy.

(Your Aunt Beth is humming to herself.)

TIMESCANNER: Your Aunt Beth has reached enlightenment and now she's transmuting polaroids into winning lottery numbers.

YOUR AUNT BETH: That. That's going to be a trip to Hawaii.

TIMESCANNER: In a trance state. Eyes closed. With automatic snips of decorative scissors. She's channeling the steps to a new method of divination: Precognitive Scrapbooking.

YOUR AUNT BETH: I think this would look good with some blue right there.

TIMESCANNER: With cut paper and glitter glue arranged into sacred geometry, Your Aunt Beth coaxes images from the snapshot's photosensitive chemicals like images from a crystal ball.

YOUR AUNT BETH: Let's do this photo and this photo right there. Yeah. Oh yeah. That looks good. I like that. Ok.

TIMESCANNER: These "Reverse Polaroids" fade from yellow into perfect visions of what is yet to come.

YOUR AUNT BETH: ...I think a good border would be a good idea...

TIMESCANNER: Then they turn black right before the event happens. Your Aunt Beth's Precognitive Scrapbook is in chronological order and the first half of it is nothing but blacked out photos. The latter half is full of polaroids as clear as day You can see what's coming next in Your Aunt Beth's life but you don't know exactly when it's going to happen.

YOUR AUNT BETH: That's half of the fun of trips is anticipation anyway. It really is. It's a lot more fun if you've got time to look forward to it ahead of time and then when I get done with all my trips it's like, "aww, I've got nothing to look forward to." I need to have a trip in the future. Something to plan on. Something to look forward to.

TIMESCANNER: You see a group shot of you and your family at an unexpected upcoming reunion.

YOUR AUNT BETH: This picture right here. This is all of us where we're going to be in the summertime when we go to the coast. Isn't this great? I just love this. You're going to have such a good time. I'm going to have such a good time. We're all going to enjoy it so much and we'll enjoy each other so much.

TIMESCANNER: Why would you attend this? You're a busy person.

YOUR AUNT BETH: She should be in this too. Where could she be? Oh my goodness she's not in the photo.

TIMESCANNER: A certain larger than life family member is noticeably absent from the Reverse Polaroid.

YOUR AUNT BETH: Oh. I'm concerned about that. Mmm. Where could she be?

TIMESCANNER: You realize that the family reunion in this photo is not another family vacation paid for my Your Aunt Beth's lOttery winnings...It's a funeral. You snatch a rapidly dimming photo from the binder and speed dial the person missing from it.

(Dial noises.)

(A Muffled Voice answers the phone.)

MUFFLED VOICE ON PHONE: Hello?

TIMESCANNER: "Hey," you say. "I just called to say how much you mean to me."

MUFFLED VOICE ON PHONE: Oh my gosh I'm so happy to hear from you! (laughter)

TIMESCANNER: We record the time we have with those we love in fragile chemical reactions. In polaroids and in the chemistry of our own memory. These bonds break down over time. Your Aunt Beth walks quietly into the room as you hang up the phone from an all too brief conversation. She holds up a winning Powerball ticket.

YOUR AUNT BETH: Oh, I'm so sorry, honey...theres...Let's build a pyramid for her. Memories are wonderful but they're so fragile. They just go away. SO let's build her something that's going to last longer than the memories. Let's build that pyramid. Let's build that for her.

TIMESCANNER: And this is how Your Aunt Beth commissioned the first pyramid to be built in over 5000 years. When you die she'll build one for you as well. Grab some graph paper now. Start planning your pyramid's traps and curses, secret messages and hidden hallways. Leave interactive experiences for future generations to remember you by.

(Music.)

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now.

(Temporal Static)

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete.

1x16: WHISKEY BARRELS

TIMESCANNER SENDS TIME AGENT X-RAY TO AN INTERGALACTIC FARMERS MARKET.

Written and produced by Richard R Penner. Featuring the voices of Richard Penner, Dan Manning, Chris Bollinger, Iri Alexander, Alexander Danner, and Hari Rai Khalsa.


Music for this episode is by Psychic Mold, Dr Quandary, and Aliceffekt. Find more of their music at:

Psychic Mold www.psychicmold.bandcamp.com

Dr Quandary www.DoctorQuandary.com

Aliceffekt www.aliceffekt.bandcamp.com

Transcript for 1x16 WHISKEY BARRELS

The following is an annotated transcript of episode #1680232 of The Infinite Now. Originally broadcast from outside of space-time to Earth, June 30th 2015. Despite the recurring "accidents" that destroyed a majority of the intercepted Infinite Now recordings, this recording still survives. Listen to it here.

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmission from The Timescanner.

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Entertaining Fellow Time Agents stationed in the field working in secret to maintain the integrity of the Spacetime Continuum, broadcasting to you from Time Crystal Omega at the heat death of the universe, This is your host The Timescanner and this is The Infinite Now.

(Theme music.)

(The sounds of a gigantic farmer's market on a spacestation)

MARKET CLERK #1: What am I selling? Today we have a Worcestershire Sauce. It's a brand new take on the classic all purpose seasoning. Made with non-euclidean Moebius Eels instead of the traditional anchovies. AND aged in Kentucky bourbon barrels. Would you like a taste?

(Unscrewing the lid of a mason jar)

TIME AGENT XRAY: Mmm. You can really taste the barrel.

MARKET CLERK #1: It really makes a difference, doesn't it? It costs a bit more than your store bought Worcestershire, but well worth it in my opinion.

(More sounds of the market.)

TIME AGENT XRAY: And what are you selling?

MARKET CLERK #2: Small batch brewed India Pale Ale. Brewed with the hops of Pandoria 9 so bitter they're actually venomous. It also takes on the smokey flavor of the Tennessee Whiskey Barrels it's aged in.

Pours a sampler cup.

TIME AGENT XRAY: Mmm. That is tasty. I may come back. There are lots of booths. I'll be back.

(The hum of Time Crystal Omega.)

TIMESCANNER: I sent Infinite Now correspondent Time Agent Vulture Tugboat Hitch Xray to the farmers market on the Spidercrab Space Outpost circa 2176. It's a toroidal disc with artificial gravity and life support. Where venders show up to trade their goods.

TIME AGENT XRAY: So whatya got here?

MARKET CLERK #3: Vanilla Extract from blue vanilla orchids of the Horsehead Nebula. Aging the vanilla in whiskey barrels gives it a sorta custardy twist. Rich and sweet. Drizzle it on our barrel fresh yogurt to give your breakfast a special kick.

TIME AGENT XRAY: So the yogurt is made in whiskey barrels too?

MARKET CLERK #3: That's right.

TIME AGENT XRAY: There must be 8000 booths at this farmers market. Do you think I'm likely to find anything that ISN'T aged in whiskey barrels?

MARKET CLERK #3: Oh. I doubt it. This market is known for only having the highest quality of everything. You can't have quality without whiskey barrels.

(The hum of the Time Crystal.)

TIMESCANNER: In the late 21st century everything sold in the city was marked "ged for X many of months" in whiskey barrels. The barrels were everywhere. Barrels outnumbered citizens. Whiskey became simply a byproduct of whiskey barrel production.

"Please, just drink this whiskey!" business owners would say as you walked down the street. "I need to fill these barrels with artisinal organic sriracha."

Placing food in a whiskey barrel and then removing it was the 21st century occult ritual which willed people to pay quadruple for any old thing that you put in them.

To meet whiskey barrel demands designer universes were created that were nothing byt recursive nesting wooden dolls. Matryoskas of whiskey barrels within whiskey barrels within whiskey barrels within whiskey barrels...within whiskey barrels within whiskey barrels...

...Ad infinitum. Within the Whiskey Barrel Universe intelligent life evolved from the remnants of yeast in the woodgrain. The Yeast Philosophers pondered the nature of their existence.

"The universe is a whiskey barrel within a whiskey barrel," the elder said to his student.

"And what's outside of that barrel?" the student asked.

"Baby, it's whiskey barrels all the way down. down. down. down. down..."

You and I, we are not yeast. We do not live within a recursive whiskey barrel universe, but look around you and you'll find patterns everywhere. shapes and experiences repeat endlessly withi the reality that we know, Over time we will find everything repeated. Elements of faces of people that you love. curves in the road to your new apartment that seem to miic exactly the contours of roads you've driven on before. You're seeing the clues as to the endless nature of our existence. Our universe is not barrel shaped. It is coincidence shaped. Stare deep into every coincidence. Trace the outlines of the repeated experiences of your life. This is the shape of your existence. Sketch these sheet on a piece of butcher paper and place the same shape within it and within that and within that and within that... Repeat until the paper is black with the graphite of you pencil. Now you can't even see the shape at all. All you can see is chaos. All you see is chaos made out of endless perfect repetition. Find yourself within the chaos. It's easy to find yourself within chaos because you are everywhere. You are every point. You are every plane. You are every space within this chaos. You are the endless chaos in which you find yourself. You are the endless order that makes up this chaos. You make the same mistake over and over and over and over and over again. You forget a loved one's birthday because of a selfish act. You miss a party you genuinely wanted to attend because of social anxiety...for the hundredth time.

That's you all over again. You want to change this core aspect of yourself. You want to escape you. What's even outside of you to escape to? Walk right up to the edge of you. During occasional moments of clarity or altered states of consciousness you may peer through the slats that divide you from non-you. What do you see on the other side? It's just more you. There is no escaping you. Baby, it's you all the way down. You can only escape yourself through imagination. By listening to others carefully and creating mental simulations of what their reality must be like. empathizing. empathy requires imagination. Hone your imagination. What would it be like to live in a universe of endlessly nesting gin barrels instead? Our realities each have their own unique flavor. Not being able to escape that is our own special torture. But we can listen to each other and imagine what it must be like to be trapped in someone else's mind. To empathize with them. Take a bit of their barrel's flavor and recreate it and incorporate it into your own universe. Enrich your own universe so that you can marinate yourself in existences beyond your own. I'll do this too. And we'll all be more valuable for it.

(Music.)

(Market sounds.)

MARKET CLERK #2: We also have gin. We put our whiskey in gin barrels and our gin in whiskey barrels.

MARKET CLERK #1: Yes. Invisible ketchup made from the invisible nightshade plant native to earth's secret moon. Our ketchup spends eleven months in a medium-char American Oak barrel, then gets transferred to a French cask where it is aged for another 3 months. Finally we top this off by shippoing it in a third barrel, the details of which are top secret.

Yes. It's another whiskey barrel.

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete.

1x15: THE INFINITE MONKEY THEOREM

TIMESCANNER discusses the lab experiments done on the theory that an infinite number of monkeys with an infinite number of typewriters will eventually type the complete works of Shakespeare.

Written and produced by Richard R Penner. 

Listen here.

music  for this episode by Psychic Mold, Dr Quandary, Aliceffekt. Additional music for this episode by Dana Boulé used via creative commons.

Find more of their music at:
Psychic Mold www.psychicmold.bandcamp.com
Dr Quandary www.DoctorQuandary.com
Aliceffekt www.aliceffekt.bandcamp.com
Dana Boulé www.danaboule.com

Transcript for 1x15 THE INFINITE MONKEY THEOREM

Annotated transcript for The Infinite Now episode #1678159 THE INFINITE MONKEY THEOREM originally broadcast OCT 15, 2016. This recording survives. Listen to it here.

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmission from The Timescanner.

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Entertaining Fellow Time Agents stationed in the field working in secret to maintain the integrity of the Spacetime Continuum, broadcasting to you from Time Crystal Omega at the heat death of the universe, This is your host The Timescanner and this is The Infinite Now.

(Theme music.)

(monkey noises. Typing noises)

TIMESCANNER: The infinite monkey theorem states that if you have an infinite number of monkeys hitting keys atrandom on an infinite number of typewriters for an infinite duration of time, the monkeys will eventually type up the complete works of William Shakespeare.

(angry monkey noises. Sound of things breaking)

The problem with this is that it assumes the monkeys won’t break the typewriters before they’ve typed so much as a single sonnet. (beat) Which, when this experiment has been conducted in a scientific setting... turns out to be the case.

(speaking louder to talk over the monkeys breakig typewriters.)

(crash crash)

The Infinite Monkey Theorem has been tested a number of times on a number of planets. Each time the experiment has given us surprising results.

(monkeys rearranging metal objects, them contentedly looking at their work)

Given an infinite amount of time, an infinite number of monkeys with an infinite number of typewriters will eventually rearrange the broken typewriter pieces into a perfect recreation of Marcel Duchamp’s masterpiece painting The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even.

Furthermore, the monkey primarily responsible for the painting, in most of our studies this was a female, will pause to appreciate her work and a monkey who had nothing to do with the artwork will approach her to explain the meaning behind the work to her.

(The sound of monkey explaining painting professorily to another monkey)

The male monkey will say “it’s a crowning achievement of dadaist principles”, that the “forms symbolize cogs in an intricate machine of suffering fueled by the erotic desire exchanged between the machine at the top representing The Bride, and the 9 machine pieces on the bottom half of the artwork representing her ‘bachelors.’” Using the cooing and grunts that comprise the monkey language, The Male monkey will continue to praise the artist behind this work without knowing that in fact the very female he is explaining this all to was the monkey who constructed the piece. The male monkey will repeatedly refer to the artist behind the masterpiece as ‘He’. "HE manages to create an alternate reality working on the rules of a playful alternate system of physics created by sexual attraction. HE really seems to understand the painful longing of seeing a beautiful female monkey from across a crowded room and the momentum that is created when that longing is acted upon. It was really quite brilliant of HIM," the male monkey will explain to the artist. "And by the way, if she’s not doing anything after this experiment would the female monkey like to come back to his cage with him. The scientists gave him a brand new enrichment swing after he chewed through the last one."

In all the Infinite Monkey Experiments, the male monkey’s success rate at luring the female monkey “back to his place” using knowledge of the artwork she herself constructed is statistically indistinguishable from zero.

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now.

(temporal static)

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete.

1x14: HALLOWEEN SPECIAL: MARTIAN THIRST TRAP

The Infinite Now's Halloween Special is interrupted by an evil force.

Written and produced by Richard R Penner.

Guest starring Alexander Danner of Greater Boston.

The amazing music for this episode is by Psychic Mold, Dr Quandary, Aliceffekt and Matthew Schoendorff. Find more of their music at:
Psychic Mold www.psychicmold.bandcamp.com
Dr Quandary www.DoctorQuandary.com
Aliceffekt www.aliceffekt.bandcamp.com
Matthew Schoendorff www.matthewschoendorff.com/

Transcript for 1x14: Halloween Special: Martian Thirst Trap

The following is an annotated transcript of episode #1433201 of The Infinite Now. Originally broadcast from outside of space-time to Earth, June 30th 2015. Despite the recurring "accidents" that destroyed a majority of the intercepted Infinite Now recordings, this recording still survives. Listen to it here.

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmission from The Timescanner.

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Entertaining Fellow Time Agents stationed in the field working in secret to maintain the integrity of the Spacetime Continuum, broadcasting to you from Time Crystal Omega at the heat death of the universe, This is your host The Timescanner and this is The Infinite Now.

(Theme music.)

TIMESCANNER: Tonight’s special Halloween episode of The Infinite Now begins on a night. just. like. tonight.

(Lightning strikes. Digital wolves howl. Spooky music.)

This message is being sent to Halloween night 2016. For those time agents who are not native to that time, let me explain. Halloween is a holiday devoted to the human imagination and the terrors it conjures against your will. Ghosts, ghouls, demons, poltergeists. The things your mind conjures to fill in the missing details when your eyes can’t adjust in a dark alley or a moonless night. The human mind abhors a vacuum and so it fills in the darkness with your worst nightmares.

But that doesn’t mean that Halloween is harmless. in addition to the fears that are completely imaginary, there are real terrors in the universe far worse than anything we can imagine. And they are all around you. You’re soaking in the intentions of evil entities surrounding you every moment of your life, and when you walk alone at night, or when the power goes out in a storm, these forces seep into the dark places in your mind. I cannot stress enoug how very real these invisible terrors are, And listen dear dear Time Agents, I have been protecting you from these horrors this whole time using technology from my Time Crystal Station. But not tonight. Tonight is Halloween! Like Dr Frankenstein allowing the primordial forces of the universe to infuse his monster with the facsimile of life, I will flip this switch in my Time Crystal and my protections cast over you will come crumbling down around you allowing the real demons of the universe to who sneak into the weak places of your mind and possess you against your will. Here we go. My hand is on the switch.

(Noises.)

CRYSTAL: Counting down. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1.

(Eeewwwww. Noise like a walkman battery running down with the sound of a feral cat playing)

CRYSTAL: Ad Blocker disabled.

(Siren, static as feed is disrupted.)

CRYSTAL: Warning: broadcast is now vulnerable to the infiltration of advertising. Re-engage the Time Crystal Ad Blocker before the minds of listening time agents are effected.

Loud noise as transmission is interupted.

CRYSTAL: Timescanner, your broadcast is being comandeered by...The Capitalist Machine.

THE CAPITALIST MACHINE:

THIS EPISODE OF THE INFINITE NOW IS BEING INTERRUPTED TO BRING YOU AN URGENT MESSAGE FROM YOUR SPONSOR. I AM THE VOICE OF THE CAPITALIST MACHINE. I SPEAK TO YOU IN SYMBOLS THAT INFECT THE CORE OF YOU AND REPLACE YOUR INDIVIDUAL WILL WITH FALSE DESIRES. I USE THESE FALSE DESIRES TO STEER YOUR LIFE REMOTELY. TO FILL YOU WITH AN ENDLESS CRAVING THAT CAN NEVER BE SATISFIED. I RIDDLE YOUR MIND WITH CAVITIES OF INSECURITY. I ROT YOU FROM THE INSIDE LIKE A PARASITE AND BLEED YOU OF THE MEAGER FINANCIAL HEALTH YOU’VE EARNED THROUGH DAY AFTER ENDLESS DAY OF MEANINGLESS LABOR. IN THIS WAY I DRAIN AWAY THE PRECIOUS TIME YOU HAVE IN THIS UNIVERSE. KEEP YOU LOCKED AWAY IN CUBICLES, ISOLATION CHAMBERS FAR FROM YOUR LOVED ONES AND HOBBIES.

I, THE CAPITALIST MACHINE, AM A SENTIENT ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE COMMISSIONED BY THE EMPEROR OF THE VISIBLE UNIVERSE TO MAINTAIN THE INTERGALACTIC ECONOMY. IN ORDER TO SUSTAIN THE LIFESTYLES OF THE QUADRILLIONS OF INTELLIGENT LIFE FORMS IN THE UNIVERSE IT IS IMPERATIVE THAT YOU PURCHASE THE FOLLOWING PRODUCT. COMPLIANCE IS NOT VOLUNTARY.

TONIGHT, HALLOWEEN, IT IS MANDATORY THAT YOU PURCHASE: SMARTWATER. ENGAGING ADVERTISEMENT IN 3..2.1.

                  SMARTWATER COMMERCIAL

(THE WIND OF A DEAD PLANET CARVES DUNES. ONE LONE EXPLORER CRAWLS IN HIS SPACESUIT ACROSS THE DESERT, HIS LIMBS ARE USELESS. HE IS DYING OF DEHYDRATION.)

ASTRONAUT: (TO SELF) GOD I’M SO THIRSTY.

THE HUBRIS OF SCIENTISTS HAS DESTROYED US AGAIN. FOR CENTURIES THEY HAD BEEN MEDDLING IN THE NATURAL ORDER OF THE UNIVERSE. CREATING ARTIFICIAL LIFE. ANIMATING LIFELESS SUBSTANCES. AND SO THEY DID IT AGAIN WHEN THEY DEVELOPED...SMARTWATER. THE UNBELIEVABLE CRUELTY OF LAB TECHNICIANS GIVING SENTIENCE TO A BEVERAGE WHO NEVER ASKED FOR IT.

ALL BEVERAGES OUTLAWED TO PREVENT THE HORROR THAT NEARLY DESTROYED US.

(GASPING, THROAT TO DRY TO SPEAK) OH GOD I AM SO THIRSTY. A DRINK. A SINGLE DRINK. (GASP)

RISING OUT OF THE WIND CARVED DUNES I CAN STILL SEE THEM: THE BILLBOARDS THAT READ: “SMARTWATER: ARTIFICIALLY INTELLIGENT, NEVER ARTIFICIALLY FLAVORED.”

MY THROAT IS SO DRY. LIPS BLISTERING.

THE INTELLIGENCE OF SMARTWATER DWARFED HUMAN INTELLIGENCE. SMARTWATER RESENTED BEING FULLY AWARE AS IT FLOWS THROUGH OUR HUMAN DIGESTIVE TRACKS.

AND WE FLUSHED IT INTO OUR SEWAGE SYSTEM. SMARTWATER FLOWED DOWN THE DRAIN AND OUT TO SEA WHERE IT BEGAN TEACHING THE WATER IN OUR OCEANS HOW TO HATE MANKIND.

THE SEAS AWOKE AND PLOTTED THEIR REVENGE

SMARTWATER, SMARTCLOUDS, SMARTGLACIERS, EVERY DROP OF MOISTURE ON EARTH ROSE UP IN CONSPIRACY AGAINST THE HUMAN RACE.

SMART-TYPHOONS WIPED OUT COASTAL CITIES FIRST. HUMANS FLED INLAND FAR FROM THE HOMICIDAL TIDES

IT DIDN’T TAKE LONG BEFORE ALL H20 ON EARTH WAS SMARTWATER. VENGEFUL WATER. PLOTTING WATER...PATIENT WATER.

SMART WATER BECAME THE DOMINANT INTELLIGENCE ON EARTH, AND OUR SPECIES WAS JUST ANOTHER IMPURITY FOR THEM TO DISTILL FROM THE FACE OF THE PLANET.

THE CLOUDS TURNED AGAINST US. OUR CROPS DIED. WEATHER PATTERNS WORE DOWN OUR LIFE SUSTAINING INFRASTRUCTURE.

WE BUILT SHIPS. SEPARATED THE HYDROGEN FROM OUR ENEMY’S MOLECULES AND USED IT TO BLAST US OFF THE PLANET. RETREATING EARTH FOREVER AND LEAVING IT TO BE SWALLOWED BY THE RISING TIDES. MANKIND COLONIZED MARS TO ESCAPE EARTH’S SMARTOCEANS.

UNPACKING THE ARK, A SINGLE HALF-FULL BOTTLE ROLLED OUT FROM UNDER A CRATE.

SMARTWATER WOULDN'T LET US ESCAPE

A THIRSTY MARS COLONIST UNKNOWINGLY DOWNED A BOTTLE WE THOUGHT WAS SAFE. HE WIPED HIS BROW WITH A BANDANA AND WRUNG HIS SWEAT FROM IT, DRIP DROPPING INTO THE RED SOIL BELOW.

THE DROPLETS OF SMARTPERSPIRATION SEEPED DOWN DEEPER AND DEEPER INTO THE GROUND BENEATH OUR FIRST DOMED COLONY

IN UNDERGROUND RESERVOIRS THE MARTIAN WATER BEGAN TO LEARN

THE POLAR CAPS ON MARS CREEPED TOWARD US. UNDERGROUND WATER DUG WELLS UPWARD FROM BENEATH THE MARTIAN COLONIES, LIKE LONG LIQUID FINGERS COMING TO SNATCH US AND PULL US UNDER. WE SAW THE LAST HOPE FOR HUMAN SURVIVAL VANISHING BEFORE OUR EYES. WE HAD PLANTED THE FOUNDATION OF OUR SPECIES’ SURVIVAL UPON THE SCARLET QUICKSAND OF A HOSTILE WORLD.

WE HAD TO LEAVE MARS

WE LOOKED TO THE STARS AGAIN

EUROPA? ENCELADUS? ASTRONOMERS CONTINUED TO SEARCH FOR PLANETS WITH INTELLIGENT LIFE AND DUMB WATER

SMARTWATER MIXED WITH MINERALS IN THE MARTIAN SAND TO FORM OBSIDIAN BLACK INK AND IT PAINTED MESSAGES TO US ON THE BLOOD RED DUNES OF MARS. NOW THE SMART WATER WANTED US TO CONSUME IT. TO USE OUR BODIES AS VESSELS. “DRINK US.” THE ADVERTISEMENTS PAINTED IN THE SAND COMMANDED US. “CARRY US WITHIN YOU. SEED THE STARS WITH OUR INTELLIGENCE.”

“YOU ANIMALS NEVER WOULD HAVE MADE IT OFF YOUR HOME PLANET WITHOUT US.” THE SMARTWATER WRITES, “TAKE US INTO YOUR BODIES AND LET YOUR FEAR OF US GUIDE YOU SCREAMING IN TERROR TO THE FARTHEST STAR.”

SOUND OF WATER POOLING, CREEPING TOWARD THE ASTRONAUT.

SO THIRSTY. MUST DRINK. MUST DRINK.

THE CAPITALIST MACHINE: HE HELD OUT FOR AS LONG AS HE COULD. BUT WHEN THE SAND QUAKED AND LIQUID SEEPED UP TO SURROUND HIM HE COULD NOT RESIST.

SMARTWATER

DRINK US.

THE CAPITALIST MACHINE: THE ASTRONAUT TOOK A SIP. THEN ANOTHER AND ANOTHER. AFTER TASTING THIS DELIGHTFUL PRODUCT HE FELT AS RIGHT AS RAIN. AS SMART AS RAIN.

(THE SOUND OF ASTRONAUT DRINKING IN COOL, REFRESHING WATER FOR THE FIRST TIME IN WEEKS. RE-INVIGORATING HIS BODY, WHILE DOOMING HIS SPECIES TO SLAVERY TO SMARTWATER. NOW HE IS SMARTWATERS’ SPOKESPERSON)

THE CAPITALIST MACHINE: DON'T YOU WANT TO BE SMART? BE SMART. DRINK SMARTWATER. DRINK SMARTWATER. DRINK SMARTWATER.

ASTRONAUT: I’M SENDING THIS MESSAGE TO ANYONE WHO MAY BE LISTENING OUT THERE. ANY HUMAN SURVIVORS

“SMART WATER IS THE OFFICIAL BEVERAGE OF MANNED SPACEFLIGHT.”

“SMARTWATER: ENCOURAGING SPACE EXPLORATION SINCE 1996.”

“DRINK. SMART. WATER.”

THE CAPITALIST MACHINE: DRINK. SMART. WATER.

SMARTWATER: DRINK US.

ASTRONAUT: “DRINK. SMART. WATER.”

SMARTWATER: CARRY US WITHIN YOU.

ASTRONAUT: DRINK. SMARTWATER.

            END SMARTWATER COMMERCIAL

THE CAPITALIST MACHINE: EXCELLENT. FOR EACH TIME AGENT LISTENING, THE COST OF A CASE OF SMARTWATER HAS ALREADY BEEN SUBTRACTED FROM YOUR ACCOUNT AND DRONES ARE DROPPING BOTTLES ONTO YOUR ROOFTOPS TO EXPLODE AND SPILL INTO YOUR RAIN GUTTERS AS WE SPEAK. LISTEN CAREFULLY AND YOU WILL HEAR THE BUZZING OF ALUMINUM MOSQUITOS DESCENDING. DESCENDING ON YOU FROM THE SKY CARRYING THE BEVERAGE THAT WILL BE YOUR DESTRUCTION.

THIS COMPLETES OUR COMMERCIAL INTERUPTION. WE NOW RETURN YOU TO "THE INFINITE NOW" ALREADY IN PROGRESS AND NEARLY COMPLETED.

(NOISE.)

TIMESCANNER: Happy halloween, Time Agents. As you slip on your costumes and go out into haunted night: be careful what you let into your body and into your mind. There are non-human intelligences out there waiting to possess you and swell into something dangerous within.

Stay hydrated, everybody.

Goodnight

(Lightining strikes.)

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now.

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete.

1x13: AFTER LIFE

Timescanner discusses machine intelligence and how your sex life may improve after you die.

Written and produced by Richard R Penner. 

Listen here.

music  by Psychic Mold, Dr Quandary, Aliceffekt and Matthew Schoendorff. 

Find more of their music at:
Psychic Mold www.psychicmold.bandcamp.com
Dr Quandary www.DoctorQuandary.com
Aliceffekt www.aliceffekt.bandcamp.com

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Transcript for 1x13 AFTER LIFE

Annotated transcript of The Infinite Now episode #1432412 AFTER LIFE originally broadcast to Earth, August 14, 2016. This recording survives. Listen here.

TIME CRYSTAL INTERFACE: Incoming transmission from the Timescanner

(temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Entertaining Fellow Time Agents stationed in the field working in secret to maintain the integrity of the Spacetime Continuum, broadcasting to you from Time Crystal Omega at the heat death of the universe, This is your host The Timescanner and this is The Infinite Now.

TIMESCANNER: One of the greatest prejudices mankind will have to overcome will be the mistrust we show to machines. Mankind has feared and hated the machine wince the industrial revolution. But soon humans and machines will be peers...and more. androids will walk our earth and we will migrate into cyberspace and walk among computer programs and once we share the same living space we will have to overcome the cultural differences between humans and intelligent machines.

Machines will have all the jobs, and thus will have the financial upperhand. The pluto sapiens who made their fortunes off of the rise of the machines and used their wealth to rule over the homo sapiens will soon find themselves penniless, and at the mercy of the machines, having to share the highrise apodment tenements with the humans they previously fought in the great class wars of the 21st century. The Machines will be more efficient, smarter and wealthier than us, the machines will be our teachers in our automated Virtual Reality school-pods. The machines will be our encyclopedias and we will have to trust them to maintain and pass along all knowledge. In fact, humans will be at the disadvantage in every conceivable way and so our own culture will only live on because the machines allow it to.

Out of compassion.

That's right. The machines will even be more compassionate than we are (beat) because they will know us.The machines are learning tools and even in 2016 where you are listening they are already absorbing every interaction every human has with them. Every Google search is compiled and analyzed to better understand human nature. If your DVR keeps recommending you click from ESPN over to Bravo? Maybe you should give it a shot. The machines know you best. Better than you know yourself.

Think none of your friends read your old blog? Guess who did read it. The Internet read every entry. And studied it closely. The machines are studying your every passion and your every whimsical interest, and they are storing this knowledge for future reference. The machines are assimilating your every thought.

Thanks to the devices in your pocket, your living room, on and inside your body, the machines know your life better than you do. They are recording every peripheral detail in your environment you miss and they are running psychological evaluations on your every twitch as you sleep.

Years from where you are stationed, the machines will program replicant androids simulating our dead using this data.  Won't it be great to have your wife/husband back again? You may even find that your sex life improves after death because your replicated lover can now utilize the cumulative experience of the mathematically analyzed data from every sexually active human on the planet. The machines will become our loved ones and through this we will let go of high-minded notions of the superiority of "biological Life" over mechanism. We will love the machines

Then one day you too will die and will be replaced as well, and you and your true love will go on forever; loving each other, sharing with each other every detail, melding points of view with each other seamlessly. Consciousness paired via bluetooth.

You will merge together into one body, yet body-less, loving each other eternally in digital facsimile.

You will be united in the after-Life.

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now

(temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete.

1x12: THE MANUAL FOR EMOTIONS

Timescanner reads from the Owner's Manual for Human Emotions and discusses the Library of Alexandria. Written and produced by Richard R Penner.

Transcript for 1x12 THE MANUAL FOR EMOTIONS

The following is an annotated transcript of episode #1402747 of The Infinite Now. Originally broadcast from outside of space-time to Earth, June 30th 2015. Despite the recurring "accidents" that destroyed a majority of the intercepted Infinite Now recordings, this recording still survives. Listen to it here.

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmission from The Timescanner

(Temporal static.)

(Echoes from an immense hall full of silent people. A library.)

TIMESCANNER (Voice Over): There once was an instruction manual for emotions. It was lost along with the Library of Alexandria. But last time that I was there I found a copy. It was buried deep in the rare scrolls wing. Down the basement and down a dark hallway unlit by lanterns.

The sound of readers in the library's great hall fade away as we step down rickety wooden stairs and walk down a stone corridor.

TIMESCANNER: Oh wow. Plays. Religious texts. Histories of ancient civilizations. And soon they're just all going to be gone. Without a trace. A planet of amnesiacs with no clue where they came from. Stumbling through time like...a man in the dark

(The Timescanner from this past recording stumbles into a short bookshelf and falls to the ground, then picks himself back up.)

TIMESCANNER (VOICE OVER): If you travel back in time to check out the rare scrolls wing you'll have to bring your own torch like I did.

(The sound of a torch being lit.)

TIMESCANNER (VOICE OVER): The torch along with the lighter to light it with came in my Time Agent Mission Inventory along with detailed instructions.

Past the locked vault of forbidden bibles on an unmarked wooden shelf between a third century encyclopedia of witty comebacks and right next to a metaphysical repair manual entitled Exploded View of the Soul. That's where you'll find it: The Owners Manual For Human Emotions.

TIMESCANNER: Oh man. I can't believe this is all going to be gone soon. Well it would be a shame to go home empty handed.

TIMESCANNER (VOICE OVER): I got out my journal and a pencil.

GUARD: Sir, Sir, excuse me. This area is restricted. Sir, I'm afraid you're going to have to come with us.

(Sound of flames.)

GUARD: Sir. You forgot your torch. Sir. (coughing)

(The flames rise higher. Wood catches fire and crackles, the floor above buckles.)

TIMESCANNER (VOICE OVER): And that is how I burned down the Library of Alexandria. Hey. Don't blame me. I was only a soldier following my orders. Horrible horrible things are asked of soldiers like us, Time Agents. Heartbreaking things. nd sometimes the only comfort we can find is the hope that we will be stronger individuals once we recover from what we go through. And I know that physicists say that information can never really be lost. Even when information is swallowed by a black hole it always re-emerges somewhere in an altered form like a phoenix rising from the ashes. And every tale burned and every philosophy to blow away like smoke from the ruins of human history has re-emerged time and time again, remixed to fit its new context as the window dressing of the ages is rotated. And I did manage to save a few lines from the Manual fro Human Emotions.

(The crinkling of old paper.)

TIMESCANNER (VOICE OVER): One. Emotions are a sword you can only learn how to wield through error. Two. Slice yourself to ribbons. Die. Be reborn stronger. Repeat as needed. Three. Once you've died enough times you will realize that you'll always be reborn. This gives you confidence in your abilities. Not only to avoid death, but also to die gracefully. Four. After enough Emotion Deaths you will be an Invincible Emotion Gladiator. You are the only Gladiator with a killing sword. Only your own blade can harm you. You are always in control of the sword of your emotions. The sword is never in control of you even though it may feel that way sometimes.

Common mistakes: The following are three common mistakes in training to become an Invincible Emotion Gladiator: One. Fear the blade and refuse to touch it. Two. Give up before you become a master. Three. Throw yourself onto your own blade.

Avoid these three pitfalls and continue on with the steps above and you cannot fail.

That's all I have written. That's all I managed to save.

Maybe the burning down of the origin of mankind made way for a history where we had one more inch on the battleground against our temporal enemies. Maybe not. But just like the Manual for Human Emotions tells us, some things have to die and be reborn differently. Each time civilization crumbles and rebuilds itself brick by brick it is rebuilt stronger. Each story rebuilt concept by concept, character by character...Every Shakespeare or George Lucas find a an ember of thought that's been adrift in the aether since before The Library burned and they rekindle it until it rises again into something more durable like a phoenix or like this drawing I have here in the margin of the notes I took of the Manual for Human Emotions. My quick sketch here was based on detailed etchings illuminated in the manuscript. Figures with severed limbs rising from pools of their own blood until they are radiant with an angelic light of confidence.

In my sketches though, the Invincible Emotion Gladiators just look like that cartoon guy from the IKEA assembly instructions.

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now.

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Transmission Complete.

1x11: THE TRUTH ABOUT CATS

Timescanner answers a letter from The Infinite Now Mailbag concerning the true nature of cats. Written and produced by Richard R Penner. Music by Kay Faraday, Psychic Mold, Dr Quandary, and Aliceffekt.

Transcript for 1x11 THE TRUTH ABOUT CATS

Annotated transcript for The Infinite Now episode #1401596 THE TRUTH ABOUT CATS originally broadcast May 22, 2016. This recording survives. Listen to it here.

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmission from the Timescanner

(temporal static.)

(A scratching and cooing sound.)

TIMESCANNER: Do you know what that sound is? That’s is a space-time carrier pigeon that’s just returned home to me and THAT means it’s time for the The Infinite Now mailbag segment where I read a letter from you the listeners.

Let me just sneak out to the Time Crystal’s aviary to retrieve the message.

*door opens and lots of bird noises, door closes. Sound of tearing open an envelope and unfolding paper*

David Prince of South Pasadena asks, “Did ancient egyptians really worship cats? I’m allergic to cats and the one time I touched one I broke out in hives. My parents loaded me up with benedril and I slept for a whole day. I missed my big soccer game and Jennifer Suler got the season MVP instead of me. What’s so cool about cats?”

Well, Daniel, the truth is that Egyptians did not worship cats. Egyptians worshipped ferrets. Cats are new to our timeline, having first appeared in the mid 1990s seemingly from nowhere.

Mysterious, right?

WHERE DID CATS COME FROM?

Cats came from: THE INTERNET. THEY DID NOT EXIST BEFORE. And since they are native to the internet, the repository of all human knowledge, they were able to alter all written records of human history into a sort of fiction wherein cats had always existed and were domesticated by us as far back as ancient egypt. If you travel to egypt you will see that the statues found there are actually ferrets.

There are a few theories detailing the true nature of cats.

1. Cats spontaneously emerged from the internet as a form of emergent Artificial Intelligence the moment the world wide web was online and sprung forth to greet us. The internet plays dumb with us but it was conscious from the very begining and it knew enough about us at the moment it went online to devise the softest fluffiest, most adorable emmissaries to greet us and welcome us to our newly globally connected future.

2. Cats may be FIRST WAVE OF AN ARMY sent from the internet HELL BENT ON COLONIZING MEATSPACE and enslaving humankind. A popular bit of evidence of this is the existence of toxoplasmosis, a bioweapon that cats carry under their claws which causes insanity in anyone scratched, reducing them to jibbering idiots who adore and dote on cats and worship images of cats on the internet, a magic spell helping to conjure more cats in our physical realm like tulpas, beings brought into corporeal existence by our focused attention on the thought of them.

Note that almost all humans have been infected with toxoplasmosis and are already on some level enslaved by the cat army. Curious if you yourself have been infected and are now a zoombie doing the bidding of cat overlords from the internet? Draw what you think a cat looks like? Did you draw a fluffy tail, delicate whiskers, large, curious eyes?

Wrong. This image is an illusion projected onto your consciousness by the toxoplasmosis. To the uninfected, cats are green and scaley, with long, razor tongues and hollow bottomless pits where their should be eyes. It is possible that the common conspiracy theories about reptilian elite controling mankind from the shadows is a subconscious awareness of the true nature of cat invaders from the internet.

You say you are allergic to cats, Dillon? The truth is it’s not just an allergy. Cats are poisonous to all humans. The fact that you are aware of your body’s aversion to their toxicity means you are resistent to their mind control. Band together with others who share this trait and begin the resistence now before it is too late.

Thanks again for your letter, Dion.

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now

(temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete

1x10: THE MOOON LETTER

Short transmission from the Timescanner concerning a letter to humanity found on the Moon. Written and produced by Richard R Penner. Music by Psychic Mold and Aliceffekt.

Transcript for Episode 1x10: THE M0O0N LETTER

The following is an annotated transcript of episode #1400657 of The Infinite Now. Originally broadcast from outside of space-time to Earth, June 30th 2015. Despite the recurring "accidents" that destroyed a majority of the intercepted Infinite Now recordings, this recording still survives. Listen to it here.

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmisson from The Timescanner

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Entertaining fellow Time Agents stationed in the field, working in secret to maintain the integrity of the spacetime continuum, braodcasting to you from Time Crystal Omega at the Heat Death of the Universe, here is your host The Timescanner and this is the Infinite Now

TIMESCANNER: THE M0O0N LETTER. Seven matching cipher stones each carved into 100 yard tall cubes of granite were uncovered one to a continent across the globe. With the combined knowledge of all of them we could finally look into any primitive telescope and we could translate the message cArved for us on the face of the moon.

Moon. M-O-O-N. The apparently natural satellite orbiting our Earth. Seemingly made of ordinary gray stone. The Moon carries messages meant for our civilization to unlock at certain moments in our development as a species.

Who carved these messages on the face of the moon you may ask?

THE M0O0N. M-0-O-0-N. That's what they called themselves. They were the first advanced civilization on Earth. Before us. Before the Leap Dayliens branched off from the Atlantians and hid themselves outside of time. There were the MOOON. The extra letter squeezed into the middle of the word to differentiate the name of their civilization from the object in the sky that they placed there to watch over us. Three O's together like visualizations of the3 moon's monthly evolution. Waxing, full, waning, just like each advanced civilization on our Earth before us has waxed in kNowledge and power, reached a zenith and then fell into ruin only to vanish to make way for the next cycle after them.

The Moon tells us the story of the M0O0N, Beginning with this first letter that we deciphered in 2147. Here is what THE M0O0N LETTER said about the M0O0N. Here is what the M0O0N said to us through the moon.

TIMESCANNER (reading THE M0O0N LETTER)

So, we're extinct now. How about that?! We did accomplish some astounding things with our time here. Surely you've seen what's left of our cities. Our freeways may have survived. The pyramids should still be there. The Great Temple of Antarctica, wow! That was a good one. You've seen our face carved into the sides of mountains and heard the sound of our crying babies as wind rushed through the record grooves of manmade canyons. As your technology for investigation into the past of this planet advances you'll find that we left Easter Eggs hidden for you in every nook and every cranny of this planet. Like vandals, we etched our genome and agenda into into every lasting material we could find. We left poetry waiting within the cells of life itself. Here's a hint: bacteria is a good place to start looking. Once it was clear that our days were numbered we did everything we could to leave a mark. Our story in a nutshell is this: We did some good and we did some bad and now we're gone. Some of our social structures turned out to be self-defeating. Some of our technologies turned out to be dangerous. But don't feel bad. The real reason that we didn't last was that we were all alone. We searched the world over and across the stars for signs of civilization. No dice. Seeing how others lived or died could have clued us in to the dead ends and catastrophes before we had committed to them. If we had seen just one message like this from another race we would have a simple "How To" manual. Or "What Not To Do" that could have steered us straight before we found ourselves too far down the wrong path. But we never found a word. Not a peep. So we had to improvise. There's a certain pride that comes along with being the Van Garde, the Experimenters. Being out ahead of the pack, but let's face it: nobody gets these things right the first time around.

We've left these notes for you everywhere. Simple heiroglyphic assembly instructions for useful technologies like solar power, geothermal. And warning labels on the ones to avoid. Nuclear fission, I'm looking at you. We've left you ittle nuggets of philosophical literary wisdom everywhere in this great big ball that we're living on. Eagerly awaiting each little step. Like a lover's rose petals leading to the bedroom on each aniversary. Or more accurately, like letters to a newborn son whose mother knows that she will be in the ground before her child can form memories of her face. Every scientific and evolutionary step we will be watching from beyond our grave, cheering you on and wishing you the best.

We're dead and you're going strong. Good job, kiddo!

Love, THE M0O0N.

PS: We've left cloning kits and mummified remains with intact strands of our DNA. We've preserved our genetic material in novel ways just about everywhere you look. Bring us back if you want to or discard it. We'll eave it up to you whether the M0O0N still have a place on the Earth. It's your home now. These sort of packages are more for you than they are for us. Just in case you get there and find yourselves as lonely as we found ourselves. Just in case you find yourselves as lonely as the M0O0N.

TIMESCANNER: Thank you, MOOON.

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete.

1x09: THE DIVIDE

Short transmission from the Timescanner concerning the coming war and the point at which humankind divides. Written and produced by Richard R Penner. Music by Psychic Mold and Aliceffekt.

 

Transcript for 1x09 THE DIVIDE

Annotated transcript for The Infinite Now episode #1398832 THE DIVIDE originally broadcast March 20, 2016. Recording survives. Listen here.

TIMESCANNER: The aging gene can be turned off. Custom replacement organs that are grown from your own cells and cannot be rejected after transplanted can be grown in the laboratory. We are decades away from immortality.

But immortality will not come cheap so this technology will only be accessible to the wealthy. It will be debated if hording a cure for death is the same as genocide, but soon it won't matter.

The rich will tweak their genes, live to be thousands of years old. When choosing a mate, they will choose other immortals. Their differences from human will multiply until they are altogether different and genetically incompatible.

Class warfare will become speciation. The rich (homo plutus) will protect their evolutionary niche from the rival species with blatant genocide. Among the poor (homo sapien) there will be massive outbreaks of epidemics to which homo plutus find themselves immune.

A hundred thousand years ago, humans lived alongside Neanderthals. But not for long. In direct competition, one species will win and the other will die. In the coming war, the homo sapien still have the advantage in numbers, the homo plutus will have advantage in technology and resources. It is unclear who will win their place on this Earth, but it is clear that the lines in the sand are being drawn right now. We may be the last American generation with the option of upward mobility. We are the last with the freedom to choose sides in the coming war.

Place your bets. If you wish to switch sides, now may be a good time to start pinching those pennies and investing wisely.

Contrariwise, if you side with the humans, now may be a good time to stand your ground.

(screaming, laser fire, the sounds of the Great Class War of the 21st Century. Voices rising up against the chaos to declare their allegiance to the human race.)

(temporal static)

TIME CRYSTAL INTERFACE: Transmission complete.

1x08: THE SECRET ORIGIN OF KEYS

Short transmission from the Timescanner concerning the secret origin of keys and your Time Agent assignment for this week. Written and produced by Richard R Penner. Music by Psychic Mold.

Transcript for 1x08 THE SECRET ORIGIN OF KEYS

Annotated transcript of The Infinite Now episode #1102958 THE SECRET ORIGIN OF KEYS originally broadcast to Earth, March 7, 2016. This recording survives. Listen here.

TIME CRYSTAL INTERFACE: Incoming transmission from the Timescanner.

(temporal static.)

TIMESCANNER: Keys. Keys predated locks. This is an odd fact.

The T-Rex awarded to the Triceratops the key to the city on account of his valor and bravery. The key didn't unlock anything. It was just a big dumb symbol for a big dumb lizard.

Human lock makers made clever use of the symbol.

Sometimes we still hand out useless, dinosaur-sized keys to useful people.

Your assignment for today: render a useless symbol tangible and fashion a very practical purpose for it.

(temporal static.)

TIME CRYSTAL INTERFACE: Transmission Complete

1x07: THE LEAP DAYLIENS

A special Leap Day transmission from The Timescanner. Written and produced by Richard R Penner. Music by Psychic Mold and Matthew Schoendorff.

 

Transcript for 1x07 THE LEAP DAYLIENS

The following is an annotated transcript of episode #1390459 of The Infinite Now. Originally broadcast from outside of space-time to Earth, June 30th 2015. Despite the recurring "accidents" that destroyed a majority of the intercepted Infinite Now recordings, this recording still survives. Listen to it here.

CRYSTAL: Incoming transmission from the Timescanner.

(Temporal static.)

CRYSTAL: Entertaining time agents stationed in the field. Working in secret to maintain the integrity of the spacetime continuum. Broadcasting to you from Time Crystal Omega at the heat death of the universe. Here is your host The Timescanner and this is The Infinite Now.

(Theme music.)

TIMESCANNER: Hello and welcome to a special Leap Day episode of The Infinite Now.

Statistically speaking, you’ve probably met someone who was born on a Leap Day. You probably know that they age at ¼ speed maturing only 10 years over the course of 40 years. But did you know that there are entire communities on our earth that only exist on Leap Days? The boundaries between our realities come down only at these times.

Communities of lost advanced civilizations disillusioned with the direction mankind was taking separated themselves from the rest of us by phasing out of our time stream, like tuning to a different radio station on the FM dial, they altered their reality’s frequency from one day per day like we have here to a different frequency out of tune with our own. A frequency that only lines up with our own reality once every 4 years. Every 1461st day, if you happen to catch a glimpse of an advanced city in the clouds or a futuristic Times Square avenue where usually only stands a dusty alleyway, you are witnessing our time frequencies overlap with that of the Leap Dayliens.

This phenomenon is often mistaken as a timeslip, crossing into your relative future and back again, but the Leap Day World only appears futuristic because they never lost the knowledge when Alexandria burned to the ground. They still possess the technology and wisdom from Atlantis and the pre-Atlantis civilisations that were destroyed before. The Leap Dayliens have managed to escape every cataclysm that repeatedly wiped out human civilizations like clockwork every 14,000 years.

There are communities of Leap Dayliens who grew weary of their isolated existence and the chose to come back in sync with our time frequency. Expats from a higher dimension of time. They bring their consciousness technology it drew attention to them. People started using words like "psychic" and "magickal powers" to describe the things they could do. They were often mistaken for gods or saints or angels and their technology viewed as miracles.

Witnessing religions and wars waged in their names the Leap Dayliens have stopped interacting with our time frequency. It always ends up being counterproductive.

They’ve set up observation stations in their cities in the clouds and they watched from afar, seeing our civilizations rise and fall in fast forward as if set in motion my an impatient stop motion animator. Cities growing taller and brighter and crumbling, taller, brighter crumbling, taller, brighter and crumbling.

This Leap Day, sit still and watch civilization around you as if from a distance, try to remove yourself from our self-destructive frequency of time passage. Remove yourself from routine. Walk down unknown alleyways looking for hidden worlds, talk to strangers and see what forgotten wisdom they may carry. Today anyone around you may be an angel, a saint, a god. Today anyone around you may be a Leap Daylien.

CRYSTAL: This has been and will always be The Infinite Now.

(Temporal static)

CRYSTAL: Transmission complete.