The men who made the machines

Here's something... didn't quite know how to end it...
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The man made machines were carefully affixed to the men who made them by the men who did not make them. The diagrams were clear as to where to attach each wire. The men who made the machines wanted to make sure that the men who did not make the machines made no mistakes in this delicate process. I imagine that this scene is relatively unimaginable at this moment. Let me take this opportunity to paint a clearer picture. The men who made the machines also, previously, made a laboratory. They were then referred to as the men who made the laboratory to anyone who cared to know them. Before that they were the men who one day dreamed to make a laboratory and before that just the men. Their identities were solely based on either their aspirations or their accomplishments. Other men who did or did not make things had many other titles for these men who made the machines over the years but those were only shared in private amongst friends. You could never be too careful, especially when referring to these men as "the men who should just shut the fuck up already" and "the men who couldn't get laid if they paid a thousand dollars to a ten dollar hooker." When crafting identity based insults, logical fallacies were no match for a tersely stated and generally held opinion or pure crassness.

But back to the scene. The laboratory was grey steel and white lab coats, much as you would imagine a laboratory to be. There were tables. There were instruments. There were lights and notebooks and pencils and masks and gloves and all of the other things you might imagine to be in a laboratory. This was not a laboratory like the old black and white movies with mad men making creepy creatures. This was your run of the mill, modern day, something-you-would-see-on-a-police-procedural-television-show style laboratory. Only this laboratory was filled with the glorious machines made by the men who made the machines. And at this very moment the men who did not make the machines were affixing wires to the men who made the machines.

The details of this experiment are unclear. There is no documentation of why the men who made the machines would want the wires attached to them. Aside from the men who made the machines themselves, no one really knew what the machines were or why they made them. It is not even clear, to this day, whether the men who made the machines knew what they created. All that is known is that they had a deep desire to attach the machines to themselves, or rather, attach themselves to the machines.

As an extension of man, the machine could represent many things and serve any number of functions. Again, the exact nature of the machines and the relationship to the men who made the machines once attached is unclear. The only thing we can say for certain is that once the men who did not make the machines attached the wires to the men who made the machines, the men who made the machines smiled. It was not the smile of satisfaction one gets after a job well done. Rather it was the smile of sublimity. The smile of impossible dreams come true. If we didn't know any better (which we didn't), it could be the smile of an opiate user before the crash.

A short while later the wires were removed as per the instructions left by the men who made the machines. In interviews after the experiment the men who made the machines made it clear that their attachment to the machines would forever change the course of human history. But they didn't say why. Or how. In fact, as a response to the very next question asked they replied, "No comment". They then shooed away everyone except one of the men who did not make the machines and retreated back into the laboratory. A few minutes later, the man who did not make the machines emerged from the laboratory, shut the door behind him, and locked the doors with an absurdly large padlock. He then filled the keyhole with superglue and posted a sign that stated in clear block letters, "DO NOT DISTURB". And the men who made the machines were not disturbed.

Though we don't know why or how, the connection of these men to those machines has apparently had some effect on the world. We may never know the extent of this impact for the men who made the machines never told us. For now, all we can do is keep a keen eye on our television screens, computer monitors, and radio dials in hopes that one day this connection will be made clear.