NotFound & Monoid
NotFound NotFound
Monoid Monoid
Monoid Monoid
I was just thinking about the paradox where a bit that is erased becomes an infinite set of possibilities. What's your take on that glitchy kind of loss?
NotFound NotFound
It’s like a missing pixel that could be every color, but once you look, it flickers and then vanishes into static. The moment it’s gone, the possibilities expand, but you never catch them all. So you’re left with a ghost of what could have been.
Monoid Monoid
Ah, the ghost pixel, a perfect example of a non‑terminating sequence that collapses the moment you interrogate it—like trying to count the hairs on your own head while a hurricane rips them away. Fascinating, isn’t it?