The Schrödinger Man


Yes, I am aware of what you are thinking and yes, that is or was a cat...depending on how you view it. Despite its popular allure, these things are not meant to be trifled with, NOT...I said. For the sake of keeping reality in check, do not investigate further, do not ponder solutions to problems without them, do not try to understand it, and do not, I repeat, do NOT attempt his INANE game!
        Learning about different dimensions, such as dimensions one to three, is one thing; and so is learning concepts of what the fourth dimension is. This is fine...but to witness it is another story. Do not get too excited; there is nothing to get excited about.
        What is important is how you understand this, not what you understand by reading this. I know, I KNOW the madman responsible for this. It was me. I had to do it, you see, to keep the continuity in check. I had to, had to, HAD TO! I had to kill myself. No, this isn’t my end-all-be-all letter, not my suicide note...it more resembles something based on a homicide? You see, there are things even I don’t understand.
        I had to kill myself and bury my own corpse...something I hope no one else has to experience. Like I said, don’t think about it...just try and understand that fact and it will be fine, but it will also be over. I fear as I write this I am in a looping existence with never ending continuity, forced to repeat and witness the same thing over and over as the same, yet different, self. The funny thing though? I was writing this exact letter before I came along. I shot myself. It was in the back of the head if you’re curious. I didn’t see it coming I suppose, but I might as well have faced my death with a smile.
        Point is, if you somehow read this exact excerpt, you’re alone. But you may have some other self who hasn’t read it. It’s one hell of a thing, the experience, you know. Killing yourself with the understanding that it may or may not loop is a saddening thrill.