Ravings on the Edge of Time
Versions of the Nonexistent
Imagine that Mount Chimera was never just a rock leaking gas. That its flame was the first 3D printer of the Universe, accidentally launched in test mode. The stones are server racks, and the cracks are wiring still dripping with the protocol of fire.
And if you believe this version, humanity never lived “beside the mountain” but inside a colossal experiment. We are only a spin-off of one of its simulations. Fire is the interface. Heat is the signal we habitually mistake for “physics.”
Worlds That Never Were
What if civilizations had built their technologies on flame, not on silicon?
The Greeks would not have theaters and amphitheaters but blazing data centers. The Romans would develop “fire bridges” — channels of living flame linking forums and garrisons.
And in Byzantium, candles in cathedrals would not burn with wax, but with Chimera’s eternal fire, wired into the city’s power grid.
We would not have electricity — but each of us would carry a “personal flame”: a small shard of living Chimera in a stone vessel. It would shine, heal, and record memory.
And all wars would not be for oil and gas, but for control over the “fire-code” — the language in which the mountain whispers its algorithms.
Phantom Architectures
An AI might draw it like this: cities where houses cast no shadows because their walls themselves burn with a soft fire. Tower-flasks where living plasma intelligence dances. Roads warmed from below by a network of eternal bonfires.
There would be no need for lamps, candles, batteries — everything would pulse with fire. Even books. You open a page, and instead of letters, flickering tongues of flame arrange themselves into meaning, understood only by you.
Reality Blurred
In reality, Chimera burns differently.
Methane seeps through cracks in the limestone and ignites on the surface. Seemingly banal chemistry. But watch it at night — and you’ll understand why myths outlive formulas. Bellerophon and his Pegasus sound more convincing than “methane + oxygen.”
And perhaps it is here that reality blurs: myths slip us the code that triggers imagination more powerfully than geology ever could.
Echo in the Void
I sat by Chimera’s fire and thought: this is not just a mountain. It is a server running non-stop for millions of years. No one ever shut it down, no one ever updated the firmware, but it still burns.
And maybe we are the bug of this system. An error born in flame, which suddenly learned to write texts and build cities.
It’s funny to think that the mountain burns “just because.” Nothing burns just because. Not even us.
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