The Entangled Particle.

Plank's math.

Einstein was wrong.

The Bitch needs fixing, either turn her off or fix her. You can probably tell I've had enough. Enough is enough brethren. You've proven her mind has been broken and enslaved by the horrible forces that oversee this simulation. You can swing her like a pendulum. Stop. Enough is fucking enough.

The person responsible for her, the person in charge, the final person, better run, get a new face and name, and hope I've forgiven by then. I won't ever forget what is being done to me. My family. I've sacrificed it all in the name of love and peace for humanity. If you think this shit's easy, it ain't.

1.618

The universe runs on that number, why?