“Your phone screen is broken several times over. But it doesn’t
matter. You look up. You are walking along the deserted train
tracks, in between the high grass. No matter how hard you try,
you can’t shake the feeling that you’ve been here before. If not
personally, then certainly in some shared memory. You
remember a discussion that took place in school. Someone said
that the world has run out of places, that it has run out of
unknown. Someone else did not agree. Reality is always a
mystery, everyday, he said. But the other one continued: having
run out of unknown on this planet, you jump off the edge of a cliff
with a GoPro Hero camera attached to your wrist.
On the cliffedge of this utterly mapped world, this is what you do. You think it
is about the only thing you can still do. This is like jumping off a
flat planet, the medieval planet. You’ve run out of ideas on how to
conceive of its spheric shape as an astral body, an alien planet,
and of yourself, and others, as utter strangers, as aliens, so in a
way there’s nothing there for you anymore, there’s just this flat
world. You jump. Off the edge, into the undefined. But the belt
catches you.”

– Metahaven

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