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Solving a 100 x 100 cube
Morse slowly walked down a street. No matter how busy the street was or how the shopkeepers yelled to bring in customers, Morse did not seem to care. He was focusing on the 100x100 magic cube in his hands — it was one of the top ten most difficult puzzles in his country. A smile spread across Morse’s expressionless face, and he started twisting the cube fast. Others might think he was randomly turning the sides of the cube, but he was actually processing its algorithm in the palace of thoughts in his head...
Before his eyes was a transparent magic cube as enormous as a mountain. With a wave of his hand, he can rotate the cube’s faces. Beside Morse was a talking compass that had long thin limbs. That compass, whose needle rotated constantly, acted as his guide in his thoughts. When it saw Morse, it said with an annoyed voice: “I was finally able to get some rest, and now you’ve come to see me again?!” Morse used his eyes to signal the compass to look at the gigantic cube and contemplated a solution for the puzzle: “Vertical? Or horizontal?” “Even a blind person would know to turn the vertical one first! If you rotate this piece, a few blocks on the other sides would get the same color.” “The vertical is actually a blind-spot which wants me to think that I can solve the puzzle faster this way. If we look at it from a wider perspective...let’s go with the horizontal!” “If you have already decided in the first place, why did you ask me?!” “You being wrong lets me know that I am right.” They continued their discussion about how to solve the magic cube. In a short while, the gigantic cube almost returned to its original appearance and the compass’ needle began to rotate slower. Just then, someone bumped into Morse, forcing him to return to reality. It was a man who inadvertently stumbled against him. He immediately apologized to Morse before leaving in a hurry. Not particularly caring about this interlude, Morse entered his palace of thoughts again.
It was not long before Morse finally solved the entire magic cube.
and would this classify as conceptual manipulation from preventing the notion of destruction to appear?
“Then what is wrong with those creatures?” Yibb pointed at the beings over the land, eating up and preying on each other. They were all primitive creatures in the realm created in Daoloth’s hands.
“They… are devouring each other… impossible!”
“Right, originally the creatures of Daoloth made not have any notion of destruction. They’re pure and flawless. But endless creation has already used up its power and distorted its will…No, this is the truth perhaps, for single entity can’t last forever, even the almighty Daoloth.”
Morse slowly walked down a street. No matter how busy the street was or how the shopkeepers yelled to bring in customers, Morse did not seem to care. He was focusing on the 100x100 magic cube in his hands — it was one of the top ten most difficult puzzles in his country. A smile spread across Morse’s expressionless face, and he started twisting the cube fast. Others might think he was randomly turning the sides of the cube, but he was actually processing its algorithm in the palace of thoughts in his head...
Before his eyes was a transparent magic cube as enormous as a mountain. With a wave of his hand, he can rotate the cube’s faces. Beside Morse was a talking compass that had long thin limbs. That compass, whose needle rotated constantly, acted as his guide in his thoughts. When it saw Morse, it said with an annoyed voice: “I was finally able to get some rest, and now you’ve come to see me again?!” Morse used his eyes to signal the compass to look at the gigantic cube and contemplated a solution for the puzzle: “Vertical? Or horizontal?” “Even a blind person would know to turn the vertical one first! If you rotate this piece, a few blocks on the other sides would get the same color.” “The vertical is actually a blind-spot which wants me to think that I can solve the puzzle faster this way. If we look at it from a wider perspective...let’s go with the horizontal!” “If you have already decided in the first place, why did you ask me?!” “You being wrong lets me know that I am right.” They continued their discussion about how to solve the magic cube. In a short while, the gigantic cube almost returned to its original appearance and the compass’ needle began to rotate slower. Just then, someone bumped into Morse, forcing him to return to reality. It was a man who inadvertently stumbled against him. He immediately apologized to Morse before leaving in a hurry. Not particularly caring about this interlude, Morse entered his palace of thoughts again.
It was not long before Morse finally solved the entire magic cube.
and would this classify as conceptual manipulation from preventing the notion of destruction to appear?
“Then what is wrong with those creatures?” Yibb pointed at the beings over the land, eating up and preying on each other. They were all primitive creatures in the realm created in Daoloth’s hands.
“They… are devouring each other… impossible!”
“Right, originally the creatures of Daoloth made not have any notion of destruction. They’re pure and flawless. But endless creation has already used up its power and distorted its will…No, this is the truth perhaps, for single entity can’t last forever, even the almighty Daoloth.”