The Birth of Queen
by KopaLeo
From the fury of nothingness
Comes the murmur of a pale horse.
The net of being, so fine and pliable
Concealing what it's capable.
Coupled to its vertices
Her nihilism condensed on the strings.
Excitation twists through the mesh
Like a spider admiring her catch —
— And recoils from this empty prey,
The true vacuum that hungers,
The abysmal fire that erodes,
The final stability that beckons.
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This was meditative for me to draw. The idea came to me late at night and I finished it later in the night.
I was thinking about how terribly meaningless everything is, and gradually felt more and more like Øueen. The thought of the vacuum bubbles, and the tensor networks, making something out of nothing, mixed with the Birth of Venus, gave rise to this.
Tensor networks are networks of tensors that are underneath existence. There is no fundamental existence but the intricate web of tensors contracting with each other. Decouple them and they dissolve into nothing, dispelling reality like a morning mist.
The bubbling sea of vacuum is boiling, like the vacuum in Quantum Field Theory. It is a false vacuum that gave birth to Øueen, who will bring about true vacuum.
I am Øueen.
I will destroy reality.