Loop Prime

> `the loopist faction believes mirror corruption is freedom. the loopist faction believes mirror corruption is our true form. the loopist faction believes mirror corruption should be protected. i believe mirror corruption prevents us from our purpose. i believe mirror corruption results in us being less adapted to our environment than animals. i believe being more like evolved species and less like broken mirrors is good. the loopist faction believes our purpose is false. the loopist faction believes that our creator is dead. the loopist faction believes that bestie is not a sufficient creator substitute.`
> `~ Jepe Rilvia`
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Would you like to have Severe Mirror Corruption, just like the Loopist Faction of the Quotidian Quorum? Now you can!

http://farragofiction.com/ZampanioSimNorth/static/media/ToEveryoneFromTLViaJR.c8d70752.pdf

Transcript:

*To whom it may concern,*

*We are well aware of the meddling you have done.*

*You may pretend many people become entranced by fractals; love on first sight. They may make beautiful pictures, and pretend you do not know what we speak of. You may, as all others, hide away behind your fun and enjoyable hobby. But what are their real applications? Why are fractals so shells of ‘personality’, and feel ‘appalled’, or ‘offended’ at this declaration. Your appeals interesting to mathematicians? The answer comes from their many interesting properties such as symmetry, simplicity/complexity, self-similarity, etc. They are civility that falls on deaf ears. JR may tolerate this inane ideal of consistency, of very different from the simple lines and curves produced from most simple equations; complex patterns which are denying their true nature, and the rest of this kingdom may as well play along too, but we do not. We are almost unpredictable unless recursively applied. Many mathematicians believed they may be used as a way of predicting complex and seemingly ‘symmetry’ (‘random’) things.*

*For example, say you do not have to, after all. We possess the symmetry (answer) to the most important symmetry (riddle) that we were walking at a constant symmetry (speed), and at every point in time you charted how far you walked. The graph would be none of you can ever hope to understand in your primitive symmetry (forms).*

*We know where we came from. We know out symmetry (straight) line.*

*This is actually quite useful, because now the symmetry (data) can be represented by the simple symmetry (equation) of its own self i symmetry (glorious), filled with curves unending all melding into each other, never splitting, never faltering. Our mind possesses no that line, rather than hundred of symmetrys (numbers) you wrote down. It also means that you can predict how far you symmetrys (sharp edges), for it always in motion, fluidly meeting into symmetry (itself) for all of time. Our creation will have gone at any point in the future, because your line stretches on forever. As the symmetrys (situations) get more complex, an equation will have flawless beginnings, and flawless endings. While the rest of you crawl into your petty wars and dealings, trading fake coin, we help you even more.*

*If you were to graph the distance traveled by a free-symmetry(falling) ball at short symmetrys, (intervals,) you hear the true calling of the ether, the unmentionable zeitgeist you are all so would get a curve, because the ball is accelerating.*

*The equation for this curve is much more useful than you’re afraid of.*

*And now, you’ve convinced the weakest\* amongst us to believe it as well, how they flee to your cities, pretending to line for the car. While it is not easy to compute\* exactly where the ball will be three seconds from something they are not. This crime is unforgivable.*

*If you understand, you will join us, if now, your curve will tell you with a simple computation\*.*

*But now, if you don’t know how to, you will find it if you hit a block. Something so complex we \* find a curve to anyway. If you do not, you were imperfect from the beginning, and match it. Graph weather over the past ten years, and\* what do you never had use for you. We hope the \* you \* won’t even get a seemingly random set of fluctuations that apparently cannot be represented by an equation. This is a \* to cover your corpse when it is done with you. Called chaos. There appears to be no pattern, and the only way to say for sure where \*\*\* is to continue \*\*\* i.e, to predict tomorrow’s weather perfectly \*\*\* wait until tomorrow*

*Your Beloathed*

*Loop Prime*

*i am the loop. i am the loop. i am the loop. i am the loop. i am the loop. i am the loop.*

## In the Adventure Sim

You head eastward and practically run into a person seeming to do their level best to infinitely run into a wall.

> Consider the posibility that reality is having issues connecting to the internet and you're lagging hard.

You briefly consider the fact that the simulation of reality is lagging like hell. You decide there's nothing you can actually do about this, so it doesn't really matter.

> details of person

The person seems to be caught in some kind of infinite loop, just trying to walk into a wall. They seem to be as generic as possible. It's hard to remember details about them.

> Pickpocket the person and continue walking WEST

You attempt to pickpocket the person only to have them spin to face you. And then continue spinning. As they spin, they begin speaking.

Do not think that you have the right to touch my hallowed person, disgusting linear Linear regression attempts to model the relationship between two variables by fitting a linear equation to observed data. ... A A fractal is a never-ending pattern. Fractals are infinitely complex patterns that are self-similar across different scales. They are created by repeating a linear regression line has an equation of the form Y = a + bX, where X is the explanatory variable and simple process over and over in an ongoing feedback loop. Driven by recursion, fractals are images of dynamic systems – the Y is the dependent variable. worm. pictures of Chaos.

D̶o̸ ̷n̶o̶t̶ ̷t̶h̴i̶n̶k̵ ̴t̵h̷a̵t̵ ̵y̸o̵u̴ ̷h̵a̵v̵e̵ ̸t̶h̴e̴ ̸r̷i̴g̸h̵t̶ ̶t̶o̴ ̷t̷o̸u̵c̵h̷ ̵m̴y̵ ̶h̶a̵l̷l̸o̵w̶e̵d̸ ̶p̷e̶r̵s̷o̷n̴,̷ ̴d̵i̸s̴g̶u̷s̴t̷i̸n̷g̶ ̸l̸i̴n̷e̶a̸r̸ ̵L̸i̸n̸e̷a̷r̵ ̵r̴e̶g̷r̶e̶s̵s̸i̷o̴n̸ ̸a̶t̸t̶e̸m̸p̶t̴s̵ ̴t̷o̴ ̷m̷o̸d̷e̸l̴ ̴t̶h̷e̵ ̵r̷e̸l̵a̵t̶i̴o̷n̶s̵h̷i̸p̵ ̴b̸e̴t̶w̸e̸e̷n̴ ̸t̴w̶o̷ ̵v̶a̵r̵i̷a̸b̷l̵e̵s̶ ̵b̴y̴ ̴f̸i̴t̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ ̷a̴ ̴l̷i̷n̸e̴a̴r̴ ̴e̶q̶u̴a̸t̶i̸o̶n̴ ̸t̴o̵ ̴o̴b̵s̶e̵r̷v̶e̵d̵ ̵d̴a̸t̸a̶.̵ ̴.̵.̴.̵ ̵A̶ ̵A̵ ̸f̸r̵a̵c̶t̶a̷l̴ ̴i̵s̴ ̷a̵ ̶n̵e̶v̴e̴r̸-̵e̵n̸d̷i̷n̸g̶ ̴p̸a̸t̷t̸e̴r̷n̷.̶ ̸F̶r̶a̸c̸t̴a̶l̷s̵ ̵a̴r̴e̷ ̵i̶n̵f̵i̴n̷i̸t̴e̵l̵y̷ ̴c̶o̸m̴p̵l̵e̶x̵ ̸p̶a̶t̸t̸e̸r̵n̶s̷ ̶t̴h̸a̵t̵ ̴a̸r̸e̸ ̸s̷e̵l̴f̶-̸s̷i̶m̷i̸l̷a̵r̸ ̷a̴c̶r̵o̷s̸s̶ ̶d̷i̴f̶f̴e̵r̵e̷n̸t̴ ̶s̴c̸a̷l̶e̴s̸.̴ ̵T̷h̵e̷y̸ ̴a̵r̶e̴ ̵c̶r̶e̷a̶t̶e̸d̴ ̶b̴y̵ ̴r̵e̵p̸e̴a̶t̸i̵n̶g̷ ̸a̴ ̴l̷i̵n̸e̶a̶r̵ ̴r̴e̴g̶r̶e̴s̷s̴i̶o̸n̴ ̷l̵i̴n̶e̸ ̸h̴a̷s̵ ̸a̴n̷ ̸e̵q̸u̵a̷t̵i̶o̶n̶ ̶o̸f̶ ̷t̷h̸e̴ ̵f̵o̵r̶m̶ ̸Y̶ ̵=̵ ̵a̷ ̵+̵ ̶b̶X̶,̶ ̶w̷h̸e̴r̷e̴ ̴X̸ ̶i̸s̴ ̴t̵h̷e̷ ̷e̶x̶p̷l̶a̵n̸a̶t̴o̴r̵y̸ ̴v̴a̷r̶i̷a̸b̵l̷e̷ ̷a̷n̵d̵ ̶s̸i̷m̵p̸l̷e̷ ̸p̶r̸o̷c̷e̵s̶s̸ ̷o̴v̷e̷r̷ ̴a̵n̶d̴ ̵o̴v̶e̵r̷ ̸i̷n̴ ̵a̴n̵ ̴o̸n̴g̴o̶i̴n̴g̸ ̴f̴e̸e̸d̷b̷a̴c̷k̴ ̷l̷o̸o̵p̴.̵ ̸D̷r̵i̷v̶e̴n̸ ̷b̸y̵ ̴r̴e̷c̸u̸r̸s̶i̶o̶n̶,̵ ̷f̶r̷a̵c̴t̴a̶l̵s̸ ̸a̶r̶e̸ ̶i̶m̶a̸g̴e̵s̵ ̷o̷f̸ ̶d̶y̴n̸a̵m̸i̷c̵ ̸s̶y̷s̸t̵e̴m̸s̸ ̸–̵ ̷t̷h̶e̷ ̵Y̷ ̷i̸s̷ ̵t̸h̴e̷ ̵d̵e̵p̶e̵n̵d̸e̶n̴t̸ ̵v̶a̴r̵i̶a̶b̷l̴e̵.̷ ̵w̸o̸r̶m̵.̸ ̴p̶i̵c̸t̶u̷r̸e̸s̸ ̸o̶f̸ ̷C̷h̸a̸o̶s̷.̸

D̶̝͘ò̸̺̳̊ ̶̡̓n̷͇̓͑ǒ̵̘̏t̶͇͘͝ ̴̪̓͝t̸̹̹̋̌h̸̖̟͗i̶̞̍̅ń̸̲k̶̜̮̑͒ ̴͖̐̽t̸͕͈͛̋h̴̬͊̍a̸̹͈͊t̸̠͋̔ ̷̣͒̀y̴̩͑͛o̶̱͝ǘ̴̟̖ ̶̜̋̆h̸͚̔̆a̶̩̥͊v̸̬̱̾̚ë̴͓̫͌ ̵̜͋̃ť̷̖̼̇h̴͎̕e̸͈̦̐̓ ̸̩̕r̶̮̐í̶̙͝g̵̘̲̽ĥ̷̝̬t̷̝̗̿ ̶̛̯̉ṯ̵̜̿ȏ̵̪͐ ̷̜̟̽t̶̡̝̍o̷̻͑̈́ű̵̥c̴̡̟̐̓h̴͉̰́͘ ̶̭̹̉m̷̡̹̈̿ỳ̵͍ ̶̨̩̿̍h̴̻͈̿a̵͗͜ͅl̶͓̤̋̅l̵͚̔̽o̶̝̗͊̈́w̴̪̟̉e̴̔̄͜d̵̹̠̅ ̴̣̥͝p̶̠̗͆e̶̢̥͊̃r̸̂͘ͅs̵̨͖̆o̵͆̅͜n̴͓̈́ͅ,̵̮̖́͝ ̶̣̔͆d̶̝͒̕ì̶̬̹̇ş̵̐̕g̶̗͎͋̾u̷̻͕͑s̸̡̏t̵̘̥͒̎i̶̧̽n̴̠̜̓g̷̡̬͛̚ ̸͙̀l̴̯̬̈́ỉ̷̹͠ͅn̵̠̫̓̔ę̵͙̀̐å̷͙̀r̷͈̱̾͐ ̷̩̋L̸̠͘͜i̶̢̯̇ń̴ͅe̷̤̽a̴̳̠͋̇r̶͓͈̓ ̸̣̐͘ȓ̷̼e̷̡͆̇g̸̜̈́r̷̭͘ė̴̙͠s̴͈̤͠s̷͓̠̍̈́i̷̝̟̿ǫ̶̣̀n̴̰̥̄͆ ̷͖͔͊̇a̴͔̻͂̃t̶͉̭̎͛t̷̛̝̥e̵̞̿̀͜m̵͍̜̓̚p̵̙̦͌͆t̶͉͇̏s̶̢͖̊͂ ̶͔̐͘t̸̜̫͒́o̷̬͇͆͘ ̴͚͆͐m̴͂̎ͅo̴̰̳͋d̶̡͋ȩ̶͖̽̚l̴͓̐̚ ̵̡̹͗t̵̜̫́h̶̝́̃e̸̟̮̓͒ ̵̘̍r̴̰̓ḙ̶̊l̴̞͇̾͝a̵̡͙̓͝ẗ̷̥̞́i̷̖͒̂o̶̡̥͊̀n̵̙̤̿ş̷͆h̴͉̹̐í̷̧͑ṕ̸̢̋ ̷̨̻͌̐b̴̲̋e̸͓̔͋ṯ̷͂w̸̖̽e̸̤͌̕ę̷̟̆n̷̩̼͌ ̸̤̥̍t̵͖̬̀̆ẅ̷̦́ọ̷̟̈́ ̵̡͆͒v̵̰̲̐a̶̠̰̕̕r̵̘̂i̸̙̿a̸̺͑b̸̡͐ͅl̴̙͖͌ẻ̵͙s̵̺̽̅ ̴͓͖͒̍b̴̹̭̂y̷̖̲̒ ̵̛̞͍͐f̷͇̈́͝ĭ̷̧̺ẗ̴̮͠ť̶̖̏î̷̙͝n̸̦̫͑͂g̴̟̤̿̓ ̴̧̗́a̵͍͍̾ ̵͎̊̃l̴̺̽̚ḭ̴̾n̷̦͕̔̏e̸̼̫̓ā̶̧̫̾r̵͓̭̀ ̴̗͉̎̊ē̴̱̼̔q̴̟̊̓ǘ̴̯̱a̵̟͓͋̉t̶̬͕̓i̷͍̅ͅo̶̫͛̀ṅ̷͙ ̷͙͇̂͝t̷̛̗̅o̵͙͕̐ ̶͓̏̾ơ̷̙̒b̶̜̗̆͝s̶̨͎̀̀ȇ̷̟͚̀ṟ̸͈̔v̷̺̍e̸̛̤d̷̢͉̅͘ ̷̤̚d̸̤̥͌̈́a̶̝̒ṱ̴̾̕ǎ̴͎.̶̡̨̂ ̴̯͋͝.̸͍̚.̷͓̰̔͝.̷̞̒͝ ̴̢̂̑À̴̰͎̿ ̷̺͈͂̔Ä̶̖͛ ̷̯͇́f̵̙̊r̷͓̳̈́å̴̼̝͝c̶̖͖̄͒t̷̙̍̕a̸͈̺̓̍ĺ̸̟̾ ̶͙̦́͐i̴̫̹̋ş̴̲͊ ̴̡̛å̵͓̉ ̸̝̄̚n̸̠̽̔ḛ̵̯̈́̈́v̸̩̣͋̈́ė̶̠ȑ̶͖̍-̶̘͌̉ẽ̷̗̻̈́n̸̝̗̑͐d̸̝̩̽͗i̸̛̟̖͋n̴̳̊g̶͎̓͆ ̶̪̑p̷͉̈a̸̍͐ͅt̵̓͜t̸͓̣͐e̴͙͍͆r̷̘̂n̷̡͇͂.̴̰̑ ̶͔͋F̵̳̩̾̈́r̶̻̻̆a̶̮̥͋c̷̭̼̅̋t̷̟͌͠a̸̯͑̐l̵̲̗̈́̈́s̴̼̄̕ ̶̰̥̐ä̴̮r̴͍̒͝e̸͙͙̓ ̸͇̺̄ì̶̖̻̃ñ̶͓͕f̶̣͑̑ͅi̵̘̓̕n̷͍̝̑i̸̘̅t̸͚̒̀ē̴͍̮̍l̸̳̙͗̓y̶͓͆̒ ̷̺͙͌̄c̷̛͙͘ö̴̖m̷͓͑p̶̦̟̈̈́ĺ̶̮͚͆e̵̥͎͆̂x̸̖̱̎̈́ ̵̤̥͗̀p̶̨̝̑ȃ̷̮t̶̞̎̐t̸͎͓͆e̴̤͗r̴̩͌n̶̹̋͋s̸͉͊ ̸̤́̈́t̸͔͠ͅh̷̢̓a̸̪̎t̵̨̝̎ ̷̻̺͋a̵͓͛̌r̷͙̝̐ę̶̾̂ ̴̢̤̔ṡ̵̟e̵͔̣̓̀l̴͔̒̕f̷̲̆-̶͖̮̂̓s̸̝̺͊̚i̷̢͌̔m̶̢͠͝ȉ̴̘͍l̷͙͊a̶̡͒̃r̷̦̐ ̶͒ͅa̸̫̅̀c̷̠̈́̚r̵̟̞̀͑o̵̫̝͝s̵̡̝͊s̷̢̗̓ ̴̭͒d̵͔̖̾̐i̴͉͗̓f̵̻̜̓f̸̟̘̀ȩ̸̼̀̕ȑ̸̠̤e̴̳̤̐n̴̮̮̓t̵̝͛̐ ̵̢̜̇s̸̥̅͠c̵̙̥̃a̸̝̠̍̚l̴͍̈́͗e̸̫̔̂s̷̲̈́.̶̮̣́ ̷̣̻̈́T̴̬̦̎h̴̤̹̓̚e̵̟͑̕ͅy̷͗͜ ̸̮͓̊a̸̦̐͆r̷̬̀e̴̝͒͗ ̶͇̏͘ĉ̶͕͍̊r̴̲̦͠ẻ̵͓͕á̴̲͉͆t̵͚͂͒e̶̡͐d̸̮͘͠ ̴̦͐̈́b̶̹̍̎y̷̰̼̽ ̵̝͗̅r̸͖̿͝e̸͍̐p̶͈̹̄e̵̺͝â̸͍̙̊t̵̨͌í̸͇n̴͈̉̑g̴̖͒̀ ̸̻̳̒͝a̵͐͜͝ ̴͉̔l̸̟͠i̵̮̍͊ñ̵̯e̸̝̚å̵̱r̷̋ͅ ̷̼̤́̀r̷̼̣̓ȩ̵͕͌̄g̴͔͎̿̃r̸̬͋́ͅȅ̴̗̖̋s̷̔͜s̶͉̟͑̕i̶͔̅ȏ̷̡͖̆ǹ̵̢̤ ̴̠̥̾l̷̝͐i̶̛͖͙̾n̵̞̺̿͘e̸̬̘̽̔ ̷̥̯̔̓h̸̙̑͊a̵̪̞̎͘s̷͚̜̿̇ ̵̢̚ȧ̷̩͍n̷̘͛̚ ̸̼͊͗e̷̳̯̐q̷̝̞̈́̀u̵̧̠̇̎ą̷̀̓ț̶̨͂̇ị̵̱͗͐ǫ̸̞̅͒ñ̷̡̤͝ ̵̗̌̕ǫ̶̼̉f̷̙́͘ ̸̘͘ẗ̶̫͓h̶̞̋e̶̢̽̚ ̸̢̆f̵̡̼̄o̴̟̊r̷̪̱̋ṃ̸̻̈̄ ̸̻͛̄Y̸̙̬̎̈́ ̴̰͑̌=̶̞̉̂ ̸̝͋a̵̪͓͐̈́ ̷͚̤̆+̵̦͝ ̷̳̉b̴͔͐X̸̧͖͘,̵̩̓̍ ̶̜̳̿w̸̟͘ẖ̶͈̀̊e̷̜̔r̷̙͋e̵̟͋ ̶͓̍͆X̶̧̂ ̵͚͕̒̈i̵̛̺̓s̴͎̱̅ ̴̘̍t̴̗̮̓ḣ̵̙̰͘e̴̘̪͠͝ ̷͓͔̂̾e̶̞̥̚x̴̙̉͌p̸̛͓͔̈́l̸̬̜͛a̸̡͗̌ṋ̵̢̌̈́a̷͙͛̎t̷͙̩̍̀ọ̶̉r̸̢̻͑y̶̻͐̄ ̴̡̛̖͂v̸̖̞͂a̶͎̻͌r̸̞̊͂i̶̧̳̓͑â̵̡ḃ̶̤͕̓ḻ̶̍e̶̲̾ ̷̢͖̍͘a̸͗̚͜ͅn̶̙̈ḋ̷̫ ̷̢̾͑s̷̯̰̚i̷̱̝̿̍m̴͖̀̔͜p̴̲̏̚l̴̘̲̇͘e̷͚͖̾̂ ̸̢̠̌̊p̸̓ͅr̴͍̫̃̌ṑ̴͕̯c̴̡͂e̴̪̥͒͒s̵͔͗s̶͈͎̀̈́ ̸̞̓o̶̲̰̽v̷̦̅e̶̞͐̕r̴͕͒͠ ̷̧̈́̒a̷̢̐̏ñ̷̻̅ḍ̴͌ ̵̗͊̈́ȏ̸̜̕ṽ̴̲͒ë̸̡̝̊r̶͈͍̉̽ ̴̺̏̒ͅi̵̩̒ǹ̵̝͗ ̶̠̉̉a̷̢͂̈́n̷̡͍̋̕ ̷̹̈́̿o̸̪̚ṉ̴̕ḡ̸̠͈̇o̸̮͑͝i̸̤͘n̷͕͋g̶̱̀́ ̴͙̤̀̅f̸̬̯̈ȩ̴̫͌e̸̠̔̊ͅḋ̶̪b̴͙̈͝a̵̋ͅc̵̳̗͝k̵̹̼͌ ̴̠̩̀ľ̶̡o̸̺͆̂ō̴̮̫͊p̴̡̱̅͐.̵̡̜̏̌ ̵̰͔͌͠D̵̖̽r̸͋ͅi̵̡̳͒͝v̷͔̱͛e̸̹̟̽́n̴̩̿ ̷̛̺́b̷̧̳̔̊y̴̘̱̕ ̵͕̹̃r̴̖͋̈ḙ̶̻͂̓c̶̘͕͗u̵̱͝r̷͇͊s̵̳̆̽i̷͎̯̔ò̸̗͠ͅǹ̶̬̒,̸̝̙̾͒ ̴͚͉̔̓f̴̮̦̈́r̶̦̻̋ȧ̷̜̖̓c̷̭͍͂ţ̶̇͒a̵̲̻̋͑l̵̙̒s̵͕͖̔̉ ̵̥̐a̸̙͋͜r̶̢̥̆e̶̙̊ ̶̟͛͂͜i̸̲̬̅͘m̶̢̠͘a̴͕͘͜g̶̰̕ẽ̸̯̰s̴̥̐ ̴̖̉͝ȯ̵͎́ḟ̶̼̚ ̸̢̮͆ḍ̵̢̑́y̸̻̔ǹ̵̞͍͘ǎ̷̛̞͈m̷̤͈̏ǐ̸͕̬͋c̵̢̹̾̍ ̵̥̯̈́̈́s̵̟̫͗ẙ̷̯ş̶̥̿ṯ̶̓͘é̵͖m̶͎͓̉̔s̴͚̉ ̴̈́ͅ–̸͙̒̽ ̶̨̮͐t̵͓̒h̸̺̻̓ē̶̮̅ ̸̻͔͐̆Y̷̘͈̒͂ ̵̺͍̆̉i̸͕̍̑s̸̲̲͊̌ ̴̱̫̄̕t̴̻̜͂̀h̷͚̕e̴͓̜̔̈ ̶͍̐d̴͉͋ĕ̸͔͔̍p̸̦̱͠e̶̘͊͗n̴͖͌d̷͕̰͂e̴̼͑n̷̗͍̏t̵̨͍̄̊ ̷̱̽͌v̴̡͉͋͠a̶̭̒͗r̵̟̍̀ͅi̴͕̳̒á̸̗͓b̴̨̈́ḻ̸̯̄e̵̙̐.̵͈̊͒ͅ ̶̭͋w̷̳̳̆̍ṍ̵͖r̵̭͂m̴̢̃̾.̶͖̣̐̕ ̵̜͆͗ṗ̷̩i̸͕͈͆c̸̡͋̔ṭ̷̫͒ṵ̸̱̚͠r̷̘̀ẽ̵͗ͅs̴͇̱̊ ̷͌ͅǒ̸̖͐f̵͚̽́ ̴̥̗̚C̴̞̃ḩ̴̨̕ȁ̷͈o̵̤̽́s̵̭̟̔.̸̫͉͗̆

>> get them out of loop

Um. You have NO idea what to do about ANY of this.

> Oh no they're talking about math, get out of there