Chapter 1: The Experiment

In the name of scientific advancement, we find ourselves purposefully isolated—each in our own confined space, engaging in a primal act. The connection is devoid of sentiment; it's purely mechanical, a transaction for the benefit of others. We exist as subjects in a grand experiment, separated and restrained, akin to butterflies pinned for study. Yet, amidst this detachment, boredom begins to creep in.

“Are we bored yet?” The latest medication is designed to combat that feeling. New electrical stimuli applied to our skin might offer some relief. We fulfill our roles for the sake of science.

Our prescribed medication and injections ignite a flicker of energy; the electric charge propels us into motion, time and time again. The films we consume serve as catalysts, stimulating our senses endlessly, our eyes perpetually open, ready for the next visual assault. We are like living subjects under a relentless spotlight—our perceptions guided by the scientists who oversee our trials.

The roles we play are endless; we engage in our actions fueled by stimulants, driven forward by the videos documenting our existence. The outcome is predictable—a recurring stillbirth of hope. Regulations are rolled back to hasten scientific progress; it has become a mere data collection exercise, and we are aware that our responses to this treatment will be repeatedly observed.

We dutifully accept our roles in the name of science.

Chapter 2: The Illusion of Choice

The initial video titled "7.3 POWERSTROKE COMMON AND RARE OIL LEAKS IN VALLEY" delves into the complexities of mechanical issues that can arise, much like the complications we face in our own lives. It showcases the intricacies of diagnosing problems, paralleling our struggle to understand our own existence amidst scientific observation.

As the days pass, the need for distraction diminishes. A two-way mirror has replaced the television; we can now witness the very actions of those who study us. The music they broadcast creates an atmosphere where we continue our tasks, even as the urgency fades.

We adhere to the prescribed protocols, synchronizing our movements to the rhythm of the music, all while observing the scientists and their visitors. Our sense of morality has faded; we are acutely aware that our suffering serves a greater purpose, as we are told repeatedly.

We do our part for science.

The second video, "8.2C Converting from Standard Notation to Scientific Notation l Math with Ms. Huang," illustrates the transformation of information, much like our own transformation under scrutiny. It serves as a reminder that our identities are often reduced to mere calculations and data points.

Occasionally, a glance through the window reassures us that our plight is not in vain; the scientists continue their assessments, and perhaps hope remains on the horizon. They promise that one day, this phase will be obsolete, and a cure will be discovered.

We do our part for science.

MaggotsX @ 2024.06.14

John R. Hampton