Still, I like to see it, look at it, and pretend.
----
A house is merely the place where you live. A home is where you inhabit. Eve was not invested in the house. She was invested in Reidier, in their home, in their new start. His cracking the concrete foundation in the basement wouldn’t have been an accident to her. It would have been a symbol. I don’t think Reidier ever realized that Eve, at best, had an ambivalent relationship with the house.
A
TITLE CARD: GALILEE 6:21
TITLE CARD: EXPERIMENT 10
CONTROL ROOM, GOULD ISLAND FACILITY - 2007-07-23 13:36
On console rest remnants of Dr. Reidier’s and IS1 O’Brien’s lunches: wax paper, balled up paper napkins, empty Ruffles bag and Cape Cod Salt & Vinegar Chips (snack-pack size), half-finished Orange Mango Nantucket Nectar, and one white bottle cap.
Dr. Reidier steps into screen (tweed sport coat, etc.), leans down to be in center of frame. Addresses camera . . .
DR. REIDIER
(mouth full of last bite of sandwich)
Experiment 10, Inanimate Transfer. Having logged a run of successful transfers with “regular” polyhedrons, we are now attempting a transfer maintaining the same settings with an irregular shape of Polyethylene terephthalate compound.
Dr. Reidier nods to IS1 O’BRIEN, takes his own seat, tilts open the Plexiglas cover of Contact Button Alpha, and taps his lapel pin for luck. At far end of console, IS1 O’Brien does the same with Contact Button Bravo.
Dr. Reidier and IS1 O’Brien simultaneously engage Contacts.
CUT TO:
MIRROR LAB - SAME TIME
SPLIT SCREEN, on right side CLOSE-UP: empty reinforced-acrylic sphere over target pad.
LEFT SIDE, CLOSE-UP of an empty bottle of Coca-Cola (plastic) sits inside reinforced-acrylic sphere over the transmission pad.
The Quark Resonator emits a SOFT, HIGH-PITCHED DRONE as it powers up.
Coke bottle remains perfectly still.
At 2007-07-23 13:38:04.5748395 a quiet THRUM coincides with the inside of the transmission acrylic sphere being suddenly coated with residue [ranging from Li to In].
NOTE: 600 picoseconds of tessellation on the left side prior to transfer.
RIGHT SIDE, at 2007-07-23 13:38:04.5748395, the Coke bottle appears. On the outside of the acrylic sphere, frost immediately accumulates.
CONTROL ROOM - 13:38:10
IS1 O’Brien reads information off a screen.
IS1 O’BRIEN
Initial scan, structural integrity intact.
DR. REIDIER
Apparently, Coke is it.
III
To the scientist there is the joy in pursuing truth which nearly counteracts the depressing revelations of truth.
~H. P. Lovecraft
Truth only sets out the facts. It places events in order on a superficial map of interpretation. A lie, however, excavates essence. It requires a series of decisions, each turn, twist, dive, and rise chart out a topography of the liar’s motivations, fears, joys—her very identity. In choosing between fact and fiction, it is the fiction that will always reveal more.
~J. Jumeau
Judging from her diary entries, letters, and e-mails, Eve had been happiest when she and Reidier lived in Kourou. It was there that the two of them first met, fell in love, and entangled themselves with each other. It was also there that Eve had all the power. In Kourou, Reidier wasn’t just a fish out of water; he was a fish out of water in a jungle.
Eve had graduated from the Sorbonne with a double major in French Literature and Communications. Her thesis advisor, JacquesJumeau, 20 remembers her as “a stunning woman with a jagged intellect. An enigma in high heels.” Often stereotyped for her beauty, she took advantage of her colleagues’ misjudgments. She was a wolf in a low-cut shearling vest.
“She detested pretense, posturing, and pedigree. The cool had no appeal to her, only the real. Which is why she was so vicious with her more pompous classmates. She’d listen, nod enticingly, bite her pencil coquettishly, and then ask a seemingly surface question that would shatter his self-image. She pierced right through the weakness
----
A house is merely the place where you live. A home is where you inhabit. Eve was not invested in the house. She was invested in Reidier, in their home, in their new start. His cracking the concrete foundation in the basement wouldn’t have been an accident to her. It would have been a symbol. I don’t think Reidier ever realized that Eve, at best, had an ambivalent relationship with the house.
A
TITLE CARD: GALILEE 6:21
TITLE CARD: EXPERIMENT 10
CONTROL ROOM, GOULD ISLAND FACILITY - 2007-07-23 13:36
On console rest remnants of Dr. Reidier’s and IS1 O’Brien’s lunches: wax paper, balled up paper napkins, empty Ruffles bag and Cape Cod Salt & Vinegar Chips (snack-pack size), half-finished Orange Mango Nantucket Nectar, and one white bottle cap.
Dr. Reidier steps into screen (tweed sport coat, etc.), leans down to be in center of frame. Addresses camera . . .
DR. REIDIER
(mouth full of last bite of sandwich)
Experiment 10, Inanimate Transfer. Having logged a run of successful transfers with “regular” polyhedrons, we are now attempting a transfer maintaining the same settings with an irregular shape of Polyethylene terephthalate compound.
Dr. Reidier nods to IS1 O’BRIEN, takes his own seat, tilts open the Plexiglas cover of Contact Button Alpha, and taps his lapel pin for luck. At far end of console, IS1 O’Brien does the same with Contact Button Bravo.
Dr. Reidier and IS1 O’Brien simultaneously engage Contacts.
CUT TO:
MIRROR LAB - SAME TIME
SPLIT SCREEN, on right side CLOSE-UP: empty reinforced-acrylic sphere over target pad.
LEFT SIDE, CLOSE-UP of an empty bottle of Coca-Cola (plastic) sits inside reinforced-acrylic sphere over the transmission pad.
The Quark Resonator emits a SOFT, HIGH-PITCHED DRONE as it powers up.
Coke bottle remains perfectly still.
At 2007-07-23 13:38:04.5748395 a quiet THRUM coincides with the inside of the transmission acrylic sphere being suddenly coated with residue [ranging from Li to In].
NOTE: 600 picoseconds of tessellation on the left side prior to transfer.
RIGHT SIDE, at 2007-07-23 13:38:04.5748395, the Coke bottle appears. On the outside of the acrylic sphere, frost immediately accumulates.
CONTROL ROOM - 13:38:10
IS1 O’Brien reads information off a screen.
IS1 O’BRIEN
Initial scan, structural integrity intact.
DR. REIDIER
Apparently, Coke is it.
III
To the scientist there is the joy in pursuing truth which nearly counteracts the depressing revelations of truth.
~H. P. Lovecraft
Truth only sets out the facts. It places events in order on a superficial map of interpretation. A lie, however, excavates essence. It requires a series of decisions, each turn, twist, dive, and rise chart out a topography of the liar’s motivations, fears, joys—her very identity. In choosing between fact and fiction, it is the fiction that will always reveal more.
~J. Jumeau
Judging from her diary entries, letters, and e-mails, Eve had been happiest when she and Reidier lived in Kourou. It was there that the two of them first met, fell in love, and entangled themselves with each other. It was also there that Eve had all the power. In Kourou, Reidier wasn’t just a fish out of water; he was a fish out of water in a jungle.
Eve had graduated from the Sorbonne with a double major in French Literature and Communications. Her thesis advisor, JacquesJumeau, 20 remembers her as “a stunning woman with a jagged intellect. An enigma in high heels.” Often stereotyped for her beauty, she took advantage of her colleagues’ misjudgments. She was a wolf in a low-cut shearling vest.
“She detested pretense, posturing, and pedigree. The cool had no appeal to her, only the real. Which is why she was so vicious with her more pompous classmates. She’d listen, nod enticingly, bite her pencil coquettishly, and then ask a seemingly surface question that would shatter his self-image. She pierced right through the weakness
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