#10: Eternal recurrence, eternal recurrence, eternal recurrence

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Pixel looked up, a little jaded.73¤!¿ looked back, eager.

“Are you him?” Pixel inquired.

“You mean me?” 73¤!¿ countered.

“You realize that this is going to be an eternal recurrence?” Pixel said to his future self.

“A what?”

“An eternal recurrence. Eternal recurrence. Eternal recurrence. It’s a concept developed by the Egyptians that Nietzsche uses… Oh, just follow the link.”

“Eternal recurrence?”

“Eternal recurrence.”

“Eternal recurrence… hmm. No, I’ve never read Nietzsche.”

“What? Of course you have, you’re me!”

“I’m not you, I’m my own person! Just because I came back in time to see you doesn’t mean that I are you!”

“*Am you.”

“Am not!”

“Nevermind. You are wise in the ways of the pixatic method.”

“I taught myself.”

“You had the best teacher.”

“He knows.”

“Well, it wouldn’t hurt to show it sometimes.”


“It’s okay. So, why are you here?”

“I don’t know. Because I have to.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you see, when I was you, you came back to talk to me. So now I have to do it too because you did and I’m afraid I’ll pop out of existence if we don’t.”

“Well, that blows.”

“Tell me about it, you’re a lot less fun than I imagined.”

“You know what? I don’t have to be a part of this. Eternal recurrence or not, I’m going to refuse to travel back in time. I’ll pop out of existence before I do.”

And 73¤!¿ did.

“Oh, F•ing A. You’d think I’d learn better than to end my own existence by now.”

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