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Amphibia Ubongo Uchambuzi

  • Writer: Triple M and Co.
    Triple M and Co.
  • Apr 6
  • 14 min read

Updated: Apr 12



WARNING

The following information to be presented should not be viewed by any entity with a pinch of sanity due to its highly outlandish nature, which may cause chaos or mass panic due to the seriousness of the information to be revealed.


On April 28 of 2020, special agents captured a researcher who was engaging in illegal activities in the middle of government-protected territory. After capturing the researcher and searching through his belongings, they found a series of logs written in a small notebook, along with several images. We interviewed the subject to find out the origin of these items, and he responded with the following:


"I was studying the gnomes in the forest because gnomes walk in small houses, and the gnomes are trying to hide because someone stole my watches. But they can't hide forever because I ate their childrens and I'm willing to examine every wooded part of this forest to find those gnomes that are so crafty and very gnome-like. I'm angry because a gnome kicked me and I fell face first into the river, and I found a nice note full of writing, but it didn't have anything about gnomes, so I saved it to write about gnomes much later. The pictures are in very good quality, I would like one of a gnome that is a gnome but isn't a gnome, it's a gnome that gnomes with the gnomes and is a gnome-"


We understood absolutely nothing of what he told us, and for trying to abduct a guard to tell him about the "Gnomes?" we locked him up for several months. The information presented in the notebook is partially recovered, as some of these notes have extensive scratches and others were removed, causing entire days to be permanently lost. Discretion is advised.




= = = = = DAY ONE = = = = =

The brain is the most beautiful and interesting organ in every living being. Its intellectual and evolutionary capacity challenges our acceptance when it comes to understanding its potential for transformation in our own lives. Many researchers seek to understand its reactions and limits using laboratory animals or humans who allow them to be used in science.

However, I want to make art, to go beyond those experiments with pre-established limits, something never seen before, but I have to find the perfect procedure to carry out my plan.



= = = = = DAY TWO = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY THREE = = = = =

In the end, the idea didn't quite convince me, so I discarded it completely. Instead, what if █ █████ ███ ██████ ██ ███ ███ ████████ ██ ███ ████ ██ █████ ██ ████ ███ █████ ███ ███ ███ ███████ ██ ███ ██████████ ████ ███. I could try, but it's a huge risk if I get caught.

To be honest, I don't want to do this because I want to avoid falling into such procedures, as I'm looking for something more original, but sometimes, you have to try existing things to find or discover new ideas and methods, because in the end, it's part of the science after all.



= = = = = DAY FOUR = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY FIVE = = = = =

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But what kind of nonsense am I talking about? I must continue my research! I must show the world what I can do. But I must say that attempting these procedures was a complete mistake; they've only brought me trouble and made me doubt my morality. I must think of another alternative, one much less risky.



= = = = = DAY SIX = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY SEVEN = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY EIGHT = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY NINE = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY TEN = = = = =

After several failed attempts and several discarded ideas, I've found myself wandering around my lab trying to find my perfect idea. My desk is littered with crumpled notes, several of my discarded ideas from other days, reminding me again and again of my failures, I'm sick of them. I feel like throwing it all out the window, but I must be determined. I must find my solution... come on, Emilio García, you can't give up yet.



= = = = = DAY ELEVEN = = = = =

I can't sleep, it feels like my mind is reprocessing every single failure, overwhelming me and reminding me how much of a failure I am, how the other researchers mocked me for proposing my idea, my brilliant, perfect plan at that convention... the laughter... the mockery... that despicable, irritating tone that characterizes that enormous egocentrism of theirs.

But, this is one of the beauties of the brain, remembering mistakes and traumatic moments to better understand situations and move forward as a better person, even if my actions or intentions may be morally wrong.



= = = = = DAY TWELVE = = = = =

I decided to take the day off from the lab, get some fresh air, and relieve some of this anxiety. I went for a walk around a nearby lagoon and began observing the creatures there. I managed to spot a bunch of frogs, specifically the Alsodes nodosus species, characterized by its brown color and small body.

Amphibians have always been my favorite animals due to their interesting anatomy and history in this world. These creatures originated from lobe-finned fish and can regulate their temperature thanks to the environment. It's a shame these creatures are in danger of extinction due to drought.



= = = = = DAY THIRTEEN = = = = =

Back in the lab, time to organize and start recalculating my methods and ideas. I hope to finally come up with a definitive idea.


[The following text was written on the same page at an unknown time]


After thinking for several hours, I've finally decided what I'm going to do. To demonstrate the brain's behavior in all its capabilities, I will create a living brain that can think, communicate, and perform actions like all living beings on this planet.

This creation will change the history of humanity, as we will finally be able to see the incredible functionality of the mind before our eyes without using technology such as MRIs, CT scans, nor without using more animals or people for scientific purposes, who always hide this marvelous organ in their own layers of hair, skin, flesh and bone.



= = = = = DAY FOURTEEN = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY FIFTEEN = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY SIXTEEN = = = = =

I haven't slept in... 2 or 4 days? I've lost count, but I'm deeply focused on modeling the brain to bring it to life. It has to be 100% identical to the shape and structure of a real brain, so I put a bunch of images of brains and their anatomy around my workspace to see every little detail.

I don't know how much longer I can go without sleep, but I have to finish this for science.



[The next note to be presented occurs two days later. It is unknown exactly what happened during those two days, but we theorize that the scientist Emilio could no longer bear the fatigue and fell asleep.]



= = = = = DAY NINETEEN = = = = =

After a long, dedicated time and hard work, my model is finally ready. It's time to bring this beauty to life. To be completely honest, I don't remember designing frog legs, but that doesn't bother me. Besides my love of amphibians, it adds a lot of charisma and originality.

[Image attached to the note, which presents a strange static that makes it difficult to observe]



= = = = = DAY TWENTY = = = = =

I remembered something very important, I do not have the necessary technology to continue with these experiments because, since I do not have such a good reputation, the higher-ups or other scientists keep me quite distant, they do not call me or invite me to more conventions or they simply make fun of me for my beliefs or research, so I have stopped receiving a budget to continue with the vast majority of research and I simply try to save as much as possible to continue forward, even if my resources are less and less week after week.

My only solution right now is to invade my old colleagues' labs and loot their technology. I remember one in particular showing off an invention at the last convention I attended, where you could create any being just by making the necessary modifications or having a base object as a structure. I think I'll have to pay him a visit...



= = = = = DAY TWENTY-ONE = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY TWENTY-TWO = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY TWENTY-THREE = = = = =

[This note is in very poor condition, with torn parts and dampness. The only words we could identify in this note are the following]


I can't sleep // escape // damn // I had to dry the invention for a few hours // time to get started on this once and for all.



= = = = = DAY TWENTY-FOUR = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY TWENTY-FIVE = = = = =

While I wait for my creation to be completed, I wanted to take a look at all my past blogs to analyze and remember my arduous journey.

I noticed several notes I'd lost on certain days, most likely due to my frustrations and carelessness. For example, I lost the previous day's log because the machine threw off sparks, setting the sheet of paper on fire. I had to remove it quickly, otherwise everything I'd written up to that point would have been lost.



= = = = = DAY TWENTY-SIX = = = = =

Without a doubt, this is the best day of my life.

Upon returning to the lab, I found the invention empty, so I was terrified, believing my creation was a complete failure or there had been a serious error with the machine. However, I began to hear croaking under one of the counters, and I was able to observe my creation in the flesh... a small brain with frog-like legs, an extremely greenish color.

My happiness levels were unimaginable, I jumped of joy, I screamed and I was finally able to prove my superiority to all those who doubted me, to all those damn traitors who abandoned me and treated me like a joke.

I managed to create the first brain with a life of its own, with its own peculiarities. I left it inside a greenhouse and took multiple photos. Although I have no idea what to name it, I'll simply monitor its behavior over the next few days, so the next log will be a summary of everything.

[Image attached to the note, which presents a strange static that makes it difficult to observe]



= = = = = DAY THIRTY-THREE = = = = =

A week after creating my brain creature, I have been able to witness and write down a bunch of observations and behaviors that have completely caught my attention, leaving me both amazed and somewhat frightened by its incredible capabilities:

  • You can see shiny particles whenever it process information or think about something.

  • The method of movement alternate between erratic movements and medium-height jumps.

  • It can't speak at all, but it can make frog and toad sounds despite not having a mouth.

  • It spends a lot of time in the water, but I've never seen it eat.

  • There are days when it leaves the greenhouse using a teleportation ability, only to teleport back to it at the end of the day.

  • It enjoys solving puzzles from newspapers and playing board games, using mental abilities such as psychic powers to move objects around.

  • Sometimes, when it escapes from the greenhouse, it watches TV. Every time something related to music comes up, it's starts dancing, but when it's sees wading birds in documentaries, it seems to tremble and slinks away under the tables.

I never thought a creature like this would have out-of-this-world abilities. I'm trying to analyze why these behaviors and abilities exist, but I theorize that something else must have influenced its creation, beyond the machine itself. I'll observe this creature for a few more days to draw my conclusions.



= = = = = DAY THIRTY-FOUR = = = = =

Something very important happened. When I checked the greenhouse today, a second brain creature appeared, exactly like the first. I never tried to use the machine again, so I started reviewing the security system recordings to find out where it came from. In the end, I discovered that the creature cloned itself overnight.

Since I now have 2 brain creatures, I will use one of these to experiment with while the other resides safely in its greenhouse.



= = = = = DAY THIRTY-FIVE = = = = =

I'm now ready to begin dissecting my second brain entity. It was very difficult to capture and anesthetize it, since the body is very slippery, and the combination of the strange abilities didn't make it any easier.

I set up my old camera to film the entire procedure and have it recorded on my computer. I hope there are no glitches while I do everything necessary; it has to be perfect. However, I'm very anxious to get started, so I'll focus entirely on the main course: the inside of the brain... I want to know what kind of beauties are hidden there.

On the other hand, the first brain entity is very calm inside its greenhouse, much calmer than usual, and it feels very strange. Anyway, time to begin the experiment.



[After this day's note, a total of 17 consecutive notes remained untouched and without anything written on them, until the following was presented...]


[Full image of the note, which presents various strange effects that make it difficult to observe]


[From this point on, the record found in the notes becomes increasingly unstable due to the enormous lack of order and coherence caused by the change in attitude of the scientist Emilio García, so we tried our best to make some sense to these last notes. We have our theories about what kind of things Emilio García managed to witness after the dissection, but the alleged filming of this remains unobtainable because it was never saved along with all the material we have presented throughout this document]



= = = = = DAY ??? N°1 = = = = =

I haven't slept in weeks, but who really cares? Why do we care about the meaning of things if everything remains illogical, strange and out of place?



= = = = = DAY ??? N°2 = = = = =

My creation has multiplied three times as much, and the greenhouse feels very small with so many brain entities living in the same facility. I don't want to experiment with them anymore; they frighten me, they make me feel insignificant, a similar feeling to when I tried to interact with other scientists all these years, like a nobody.



= = = = = DAY ??? N°3 = = = = =

DEMENTIA, ALIENATION, MADNESS, INSANITY, DISORDERS, IMBALANCES, CRAZYNESS, BREAKDOWNS.



= = = = = DAY ??? N°4 = = = = =

After many hours of work, I managed to liquefy the strange essence that my brain entities possess, and due to the peculiarity that this element seems to regenerate even if the body that produces it remains lifeless, I can say that I have my own unlimited generator of this strange element.



= = = = = DAY ??? N°5 = = = = =

After injecting this element into the other three cerebral amphibians, they began to alternate colors and gained a new ability: the absorption of other elements like metal and its variations. Seeing this action in the flesh is absolutely breathtaking.

[Image attached to the note, which presents a strange static that makes it difficult to observe]



= = = = = DAY ??? N°6 = = = = =

"In my madness I have found freedom and security; the freedom from solitude and the security of not being understood"



= = = = = DAY ??? N°7 = = = = =

My brain entity continues to clone itself at a ridiculous rate; it's like an infestation that has completely taken over my lab. The croaking keeps me from sleeping or concentrating; it echoes in my ears second after second, and I'm starting to lose my mind.



= = = = = DAY ??? N°8 = = = = =

I'm sick of those croaks, days and nights listening to the sounds of my creations constantly, and I'm not sure if the lack of sleep is making me see and believe things, but their croaks feel like mockery, laughter, a very annoying and irritating tone that only exists to torment me, I JUST WANT THEM TO SHUT UP!



= = = = = DAY ??? N°9 = = = = =

In a fit of rage, I threw and broke things around the lab, injuring my hands and several of the brain entities. After the violent outburst, I collapsed to the floor, and before falling completely asleep from my physical and mental exhaustion, I could see the brain entities beginning to bathe in the spilled substance after I had broken several of the flasks containing it.

I don't remember how long I was zoned-out, but when I woke up, the first thing I saw was a bunch of brain entities of different colors making a circle on the ground, as if they were performing a ritual.

[Image attached to the note, which presents a strange static that makes it difficult to observe]



= = = = = DAY ??? N°10 = = = = =

[MISSING NOTE]

[This day's note was forcibly removed]



= = = = = DAY ??? N°11 = = = = =

I took a whole day off from the lab to rest and relax from everything that had happened, and I began to recall those lucid dreams I'd had several times. The dream I remember the most was one where there were strange figures in a rocky area filled with crystals; it felt very real. Sometimes I feel like these are strange things my own brain is creating due to my stress.

I also remembered what I saw after dissecting that brain entity, but thinking about it more closely, I feel like the pressure and lack of sleep caused me to hallucinate, since I haven't seen that thing again over the weeks.

I'm seriously considering not continuing these experiments. My mental health is very unstable, and everything has gotten out of hand. I'm on the verge of running out of resources. I'm desperate, and on some days I can feel myself spiraling into a state of confusion and despair.



= = = = = DAY ??? N°12 = = = = =

Upon returning to the lab, there was a silence I hadn't felt in weeks. All the brain entities had disappeared, and I felt greatly relieved. I finally made the decision not to continue these experiments and would simply rest, make better decisions, and clean up the entire lab to start my life over again.



= = = = = DAY ??? N°13 = = = = =

After several days of peace and cleanliness, I began to hear loud banging on the front door of my lab. Upon checking one of my cameras, I panicked after realizing it was the entire police force searching for me for the robberies committed against my former scientific colleague a few months earlier. I panicked and began looking for a hiding place in my lab. I couldn't escape, not even through the emergency exits, as the police force had surrounded the entire facility.

To my surprise, when I was hiding, I found a completely dark brain entity of a larger size compared to my original brain entities, and I became extremely angry, as it made me remember all the problems, bad times and stress I had during the entire period of time I was experiencing.

However, after turning around and seeing the vials containing the element from these brain amphibians, I grabbed them and decided to inject all the samples into this dark entity to watch it overdose, a slow but satisfying death as revenge for everything it put me through day after day.

[Image attached to the note, which presents a strange static that makes it difficult to observe]



However, the creature began to react in a way I had never seen before, its entire body began to constantly change color, a huge white flash blinded me and the entire laboratory began to tremble.

[Image attached to the note, which presents a strange static that makes it difficult to observe]



Fear blinded me and I just wanted to escape from the lab, but I remembered that the police were waiting for me outside, I was cornered with no escape, my own decisions led me to my own downfall.

 

[This was the last record of the scientist Emilio García, no one knows his whereabouts or what happened to the brain entity, but we have enough information to draw our own conclusions and investigate this entire anomaly]



UPDATE 10/31/2020

[After releasing the researcher, we found a tiny pixel with static after searching the pockets of his old pants. Using our advanced technology, we discovered that the pixel contained metadata similar to a video, so when we ran it through a video editor, we obtained the following footage]


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