PARAdOX.
ThE PARAdOX
People have a right to be delusional if they want to be, Not too long before the horror started, Mister Zero gave me - Joshua Kane (1) a card with this handwritten note inside...
Dear Kane,
I know you think I have forgotten many, many things But one thing I have not forgotten is that look my memory brings Of you, as you watched Alice White, as she mingled with guests at our private viewing of the artworks of zeroKane. Your look of everlasting lust, her look of denial. How she has ruined YOU. And so we come to a new beginning, For I shall be the code and may you hear these words forever ringing, kill them, kill them, KILL THEM ALL.
Regards
ZERO
Perhaps it was his final statement before he completely lost hold of his mind. I can't be sure, of course. I'm no longer too sure of very much. He spent more and more of his days scribbling morbid words and phrases; trying to draw meaning from license plate numbers; predicting twine disasters; endless hours alone in his basement listening to the same loud music over and over; and then there were the temper tantrums. He voiced his belief to any that were in hearing distance, that people were watching him and attempting to control his thoughts and actions but he was mentally stronger than they were and knew the secret of keeping then from penetrating his mind. Mister Zero is presented with a myriad choices and boundless opportunities. But, the one constant is the alienating character of Zero himself who chooses obsession from all that he has dreamed of in favour of ideals, and familiar routines. Which drive him to the brink of madness. Some have observed how empty, irritating and meaningless his life is. He's trapped in a small world, burdened by worthless responsibilities and completely incapable of escape. He is full of self-blame and loathing, but far too dependent on the narrow avenues he walks down for a sense of identity to be able to make a choice that could in anyway liberate him. Mr Zero is like an animal reared in captivity, feeling distant primal instincts but completely incapable of realising them. Mister Zero has a linear view regarding the structure of his life. He seems to be permanently lost in transition, assuming identities, discarding them, continually searching for meaning and consoling himself with the idea of something, rather than the actual creation of something.
I once went to visit him to discuss our new novel. Mister Zero just handed me a small piece of paper, and told me to GO AWAY!!
MISTER ZERO (0) – once owned Zero Real Estate, able to turn immaterial and alter his form into a large ghost-like shape of liquid twine and dusty particles. Now sells fabrics to ugly women. He has a possible connection to the man from the 5th dimension. Don't Fuck With Mister Zero.
Mister Zero likes to read old and obscure plays, long forgotten. He thinks of his life as a play. Recently he spoke about and muttered to those who would listen about a play from 1923 called T.A.M. (the adding machine) by Elmer Rice.
This highly symbolic play tells the life, death, afterlife, and rebirth of Zero, a mild-mannered nobody who is hoping to get a raise for twenty-five years of loyal service as a clerk doing addition and accounts for his employer. Instead, he is to be replaced by an uneducated girl using an adding machine.
Also in the cast are his wife, Mrs Zero, and their friends, Mr and Mrs One through Six. Their friends Mr and Mrs Seven through Twelve are mentioned in the dialogue. A character named Joshua Kane provides literary balance, of sorts.
Mathematical content is mostly limited to the blatant (and effective) symbolism of treating people as mere numbers, and business as simply so much addition. Also, Zero is something of a numbers maniac, given to turning mentions of numbers into obsessive bouts of addition, which he quickly suppresses.
This play was originally produced/published in seven scenes, with a deleted eighth scene (Zero's death) restored in revival/republication. The missing scene has no mathematical content.
Mister Zero’s version is darker and far more twisted. Sadly, he has never written or typed his version anywhere, it has only been spoken about. Below is the idea based from the fragments gained from Joshua Kane (numbers 2 to 11), which have been reworded to create a synopsis. I am Joshua Kane number 1.
Everywhere People are given numbers according to their social standing. Zero quite literally is a zero. He has no future. His life consists solely of adding numbers and counting twine at a desk, day in day out, 51 weeks of the year - he is the adding machine of the his own life. On his few days off he has the tower of lost control and has to suffer endless whooshing sounds from the unsympathetic wind turbine machines built very closely to his home, what was once a sanctuary has become an asylum. Mister Zero once chopped a wind turbine down and burned it with gasoline. The only unpredictable thing he's ever done, the only time he'd been ruled by his repressed passions. For all of his frustration, Mr Zero knows not who he is and not what he wants to be. He lives in a very narrow world and lives an estranged existence, yet is happy with that. They twist and spread themselves around the stage. Black plastic bags move and scream. Turbines are in the background, spinning, humming and whooshing. Adding machines appear and click and clack. Zero and Kane speak. Yell. Shout. Scream. Other characters appear and disappear. Until at the very end they both are killed by vast amounts of paper sheets covered with numbers, letters and code.
Mr Zero and Joshua Kane (2 to 13) are all rancid and xenophobic.
The meaninglessness of Mr Zero and even Joshua Kane. Our reaction to the introduction contrast to living with the THEY and having to endure the banality of typical party conversation is what defines us. The thirteen. The men of code. The thirteen 0’s and the 13 Kane’s.We exist to suggest the vanity of human wishes as well as the despair in which the ordinary man spends life. Don't look for consistency or logic, as we create an emotional rather than a rational reaction with the presentation of a melange of philosophical ideas.
In the expressionistic spectacle depicting Zero's inner turmoil, I Joshua Kane number 1 rotate, and overlapping sound effects screech as the one-dimensional Mister Zero jibber jabbers.
“ You can now send me emails, but beware, at the moment I’m still not happy with this form of communication, so I don’t necessarily check them every day. I am Zero. I can hear the sound of the turbines.”
ThE ENd.
People have a right to be delusional if they want to be, Not too long before the horror started, Mister Zero gave me - Joshua Kane (1) a card with this handwritten note inside...
Dear Kane,
I know you think I have forgotten many, many things But one thing I have not forgotten is that look my memory brings Of you, as you watched Alice White, as she mingled with guests at our private viewing of the artworks of zeroKane. Your look of everlasting lust, her look of denial. How she has ruined YOU. And so we come to a new beginning, For I shall be the code and may you hear these words forever ringing, kill them, kill them, KILL THEM ALL.
Regards
ZERO
Perhaps it was his final statement before he completely lost hold of his mind. I can't be sure, of course. I'm no longer too sure of very much. He spent more and more of his days scribbling morbid words and phrases; trying to draw meaning from license plate numbers; predicting twine disasters; endless hours alone in his basement listening to the same loud music over and over; and then there were the temper tantrums. He voiced his belief to any that were in hearing distance, that people were watching him and attempting to control his thoughts and actions but he was mentally stronger than they were and knew the secret of keeping then from penetrating his mind. Mister Zero is presented with a myriad choices and boundless opportunities. But, the one constant is the alienating character of Zero himself who chooses obsession from all that he has dreamed of in favour of ideals, and familiar routines. Which drive him to the brink of madness. Some have observed how empty, irritating and meaningless his life is. He's trapped in a small world, burdened by worthless responsibilities and completely incapable of escape. He is full of self-blame and loathing, but far too dependent on the narrow avenues he walks down for a sense of identity to be able to make a choice that could in anyway liberate him. Mr Zero is like an animal reared in captivity, feeling distant primal instincts but completely incapable of realising them. Mister Zero has a linear view regarding the structure of his life. He seems to be permanently lost in transition, assuming identities, discarding them, continually searching for meaning and consoling himself with the idea of something, rather than the actual creation of something.
I once went to visit him to discuss our new novel. Mister Zero just handed me a small piece of paper, and told me to GO AWAY!!
MISTER ZERO (0) – once owned Zero Real Estate, able to turn immaterial and alter his form into a large ghost-like shape of liquid twine and dusty particles. Now sells fabrics to ugly women. He has a possible connection to the man from the 5th dimension. Don't Fuck With Mister Zero.
Mister Zero likes to read old and obscure plays, long forgotten. He thinks of his life as a play. Recently he spoke about and muttered to those who would listen about a play from 1923 called T.A.M. (the adding machine) by Elmer Rice.
This highly symbolic play tells the life, death, afterlife, and rebirth of Zero, a mild-mannered nobody who is hoping to get a raise for twenty-five years of loyal service as a clerk doing addition and accounts for his employer. Instead, he is to be replaced by an uneducated girl using an adding machine.
Also in the cast are his wife, Mrs Zero, and their friends, Mr and Mrs One through Six. Their friends Mr and Mrs Seven through Twelve are mentioned in the dialogue. A character named Joshua Kane provides literary balance, of sorts.
Mathematical content is mostly limited to the blatant (and effective) symbolism of treating people as mere numbers, and business as simply so much addition. Also, Zero is something of a numbers maniac, given to turning mentions of numbers into obsessive bouts of addition, which he quickly suppresses.
This play was originally produced/published in seven scenes, with a deleted eighth scene (Zero's death) restored in revival/republication. The missing scene has no mathematical content.
Mister Zero’s version is darker and far more twisted. Sadly, he has never written or typed his version anywhere, it has only been spoken about. Below is the idea based from the fragments gained from Joshua Kane (numbers 2 to 11), which have been reworded to create a synopsis. I am Joshua Kane number 1.
Everywhere People are given numbers according to their social standing. Zero quite literally is a zero. He has no future. His life consists solely of adding numbers and counting twine at a desk, day in day out, 51 weeks of the year - he is the adding machine of the his own life. On his few days off he has the tower of lost control and has to suffer endless whooshing sounds from the unsympathetic wind turbine machines built very closely to his home, what was once a sanctuary has become an asylum. Mister Zero once chopped a wind turbine down and burned it with gasoline. The only unpredictable thing he's ever done, the only time he'd been ruled by his repressed passions. For all of his frustration, Mr Zero knows not who he is and not what he wants to be. He lives in a very narrow world and lives an estranged existence, yet is happy with that. They twist and spread themselves around the stage. Black plastic bags move and scream. Turbines are in the background, spinning, humming and whooshing. Adding machines appear and click and clack. Zero and Kane speak. Yell. Shout. Scream. Other characters appear and disappear. Until at the very end they both are killed by vast amounts of paper sheets covered with numbers, letters and code.
Mr Zero and Joshua Kane (2 to 13) are all rancid and xenophobic.
The meaninglessness of Mr Zero and even Joshua Kane. Our reaction to the introduction contrast to living with the THEY and having to endure the banality of typical party conversation is what defines us. The thirteen. The men of code. The thirteen 0’s and the 13 Kane’s.We exist to suggest the vanity of human wishes as well as the despair in which the ordinary man spends life. Don't look for consistency or logic, as we create an emotional rather than a rational reaction with the presentation of a melange of philosophical ideas.
In the expressionistic spectacle depicting Zero's inner turmoil, I Joshua Kane number 1 rotate, and overlapping sound effects screech as the one-dimensional Mister Zero jibber jabbers.
“ You can now send me emails, but beware, at the moment I’m still not happy with this form of communication, so I don’t necessarily check them every day. I am Zero. I can hear the sound of the turbines.”
ThE ENd.
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