Homestuck Music for Studying/Daydreaming (Finale)

Author's Note: You are in a remote, far-off corner of paradox space, a corner that is entirely unique to you. A place much further than I have ever traveled, and perhaps further than I ever will travel in my lifetime. From where I am now, this is a place that I cannot see very clearly, let alone describe in detail. Regrettably, all I can do now is request a favor of you: to do what I have done for you seven times prior: Can you describe what you see? Are you alone? Or is a friend there alongside you? An enemy? A team even? Does the air sting with a bitter chill? Or does a sweltering heat make you feel like you’re melting? Are you trapped and confined within a tight space? Or can you look out in every possible direction, far beyond where even space and time can’t reach? Do flowers and grasses and foliage come together to form a clear pathway? Or is your way forward obscured and obstructed by darkness and wreckage? Is this somewhere you’ve been before, or is this instead your first time here? Have you dreaded your arrival here, or have you been waiting in anticipation for this moment for a long, long time? Ultimately, this place is only half of what it looks like, as the other half is what you make of it. What it means to you. After all, imagery is only cultivated by filtering a setting through the eyes of an onlooker. Within the expanse of paradox space, where space and time have no beginning and no end, where cause and effect bleed into the definitions of each other, and where you now exist as just one instance of yourself within an array of infinitely many “you’s”, one fact still holds true despite every other factor of uncertainty imaginable… Here and now, you stand before your denizen. A silence dominates the atmosphere as you make sense of the creature’s appearance. In a normal circumstance, your analysis would determine how you approach the situation: Speak your mind. Step forward with courage. Turn away to run. Jump up and fly away. Or even stand still and let the silence persist. But of course, this is not a normal circumstance. As if fate itself were speaking for you, you ask the only question you were ever meant to ask this creature: “What do I do now?” Your denizen thinks for a moment, before delivering to you the only answer you were ever meant to hear from it: “Do whatever it is that you can.” Silence permeates once more, as this answer perplexes you. You wonder what this means in your current situation. You wonder if these things that you “can” do are the same as the things you “ought” to do. Or if the things that you ought to do are things that you can’t actually do. In this moment, the necessary context for understanding this answer evades you. Without words, your denizen seems to read your thoughts, realizing what you still need. With some concentration, it manifests some examples of this for your own personal consideration, ultimately to help supplement what you already know, and what you will come to know later on in your future. Suddenly, three stages appear, forming a circle around you, each with a uniquely colored curtain: Blue, Red, and Green. Your denizen’s silence suggests to you that these exist without order, priority, nor comparable validity amongst one other. It is up to you to explore what exists behind them to your heart’s content. You approach your first curtain, and step into something that is neither the end, nor the beginning of your human experience. Subscriber: Enter