Wrocław, Poland, January 7th 2010, in the original words of Wojtek Kubasik, written just seconds before getting temporarily blinded by the extremely shiny blast of a giant red supernova in the Earth’s atmosphere, at an altitude of 8848 meters:

“These words have been written with the aim of making impossible the understanding of the absolute nonsense beauty of the Magic Line; it is all about that point of no return, when, for instance, in high altitude, in the sacred mountain, you cross far beyond safety and enter the unknown (the unknown, the true adventure of knowledge, the discovery of beauty even inside common lands). At this point as far as I know and by my own experience, the only thing I can tell you is that this is absolutely not about looking underground for aliens or about doing experiments with rotten potatoes in zero gravity, not even about code or software, it is not about art or the world of tomorrow or yesterday... I will honestly try to explain as precisely as I can the facts around this particular phenomenon using this weird language of yours... (slow motion frames on high speed devices) ... so excuse my awful writing, I’m not a native speaker. Excuse as well the amount of insults and impolite considerations below but I always prefer sincerity rather than pyrotechnics, perhaps that’s why I also like to go with my backpack to be alone up there in the cold icy winter of the Pyrenees— better than looking at your ugly, bureaucratic faces. ‘Cause some of you are just so boring.”

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