emme-likes-words:

myjetpack:

The female scientist says "The simulator can replicate our world at various levels of detail. Level one 
presents you as a rudimentary icon"  
The male scientist looks at the computer screen which shows a blocky image of a man.
She continues "Whereas level ten is almost identitical to the real you"
The image on the screen looks exactly like the male scientist (i.e. a simple cartoon).
"Incredible! What happens at level eleven" says the male scientist pressing a button.
"Don't press that!" she cries, too late.
"Aaagh!" he screams, terrified. The image of him on the screen is now more detailed/realistic than anything else in the whole cartoon. ALT

My latest cartoon for New Scientist.

This is something I can imagine an elder being showing to a mortal to drive them mad. Something more realistic than reality. More accurate than perfection. Something humans weren’t supposed to comprehend. And when faced with it, their minds melt.