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I Have No Words

By Petr Navovy | Miscellaneous | November 20, 2018 |

By Petr Navovy | Miscellaneous | November 20, 2018 |




Stop right there.

Stop what you’re doing because this is more important. This is the pinnacle.

When humanity crawled out of the primordial ooze uncounted eons ago, never once could the universe have dreamed that one day we would deliver something so magical, so singular, so absolutely mind-blowingly terrible as this:

That is the New Jon McNaughton Painting.

That should be a national holiday from now on. New Jon McNaughton Painting Day. Scratch that. International holiday.

You can look at it in higher resolution here.

Underneath it there’s a description:

List of People:

Goal line: President Trump, Closest to Trump: Cory Booker, Three on the ground: Bill de Blasio, Joe Biden, Barack Obama, Next row of four: Bernie Sanders, Richard Blumenthal, Chuck Schumer, Dick Durbin, Referee and three blue players in the back: Not telling!


Not telling!


McNaughton has… ‘Painted?’ ‘Birthed?’ ‘Summoned?’… similar things before.

But this is something else. It’s possible that it is some sort of singularity, or codex that contains all as-yet unknown things. In Iain M. Banks’ novel, ‘Excession’, a group of hyper-intelligent AI’s stumble upon an object in deep space that they cannot comprehend. These AIs are so incredibly, mind-bogglingly advanced, that such a thing should not really exist. They call it an OCP—an ‘outside context problem’.

To wit:



We have sinned.

Truly, the shadow lengthens. Beckons. Roads not meant to be traveled. Fear. Shattered fear. We will be consumed.

Header Image Source: Twitter