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# XXX - The New World
- URL: https://algorithm.eslchen.com/xxx-the-new-world/
- Published: 2026-10-25T13:06:43.000Z
- Updated: 2026-10-25T13:17:16.000Z
- Author: E.S.L. Chen

The New World is white. If you combine all the colors of the visible spectrum, you end up with white. White can be the no ego state I achieve before fainting as a child. White can also be the patience to understand the complexity of every situation because the whole spectrum of human emotions is always present in each of them. If you look at a white screen close enough, you will actually see red, green and blue firing up at the same time, which is a metaphorical proof of that concept. White is what water looks like without darkness underneath. White is not the color I mostly wear, because I usually wear black. When I combine that dark void with the plurality of human emotions dressed as grace, then I am also wearing white—functionally, of course.

Every time you see a blank white page, you should feel the need to fill it with yourself and your experiences. White inspires new beginnings and new creations to be conjectured into existence—*touché*. Maybe you thought that I went crazy for a second when I started writing in a trance-like state, but that merely shows that in order to write beautifully, I had to face my incoherence. But I will argue that *Bluer than Blue* is a literary piece that I can be proud of. To come up with that piece, I just floated in and out of sequential consciousness. I grabbed words from songs I was listening to and I wove my own patterns and tested dumb ideas but always focused on the rhythm. I was using the Algorithm of the New World to construct the essay, and if it were not obvious by now, I used the same vessel to execute the entire series.

I am postulating a new hypothesis called the Fermi Gambit. Most sensible people would say that the Fermi Estimation means very little in practice. However, my application of the technique might change the way you live your life moving forward. In my 20s, I recall wondering how rare I was based on my demographic makeup. I ran a simple Fermi Estimation, which at its core takes that complex problem and shrinks it down to a manageable order of magnitude. I used variable *x* which represented something I thought was unique to me. I got shocked when the answer ended up being in the hundredths or even thousandths of a decimal place by percentage notation. I shared this characteristic with the rest of my first cousins, so we were unique together in more or less the exact way I was unique.

A few months ago, I decided to up the stakes of the Fermi Gambit. I took that initial condition and added more defining characteristics of me as an individual. A Fermi Estimation would process that calculation by breaking it down into sequential steps. Those extra steps of how I now defined myself—*ahem*, my self-concept—brought me into the millionths of a decimal in percentage notation. And if you had to round that to the nearest whole number, you would get zero—*duh*—but it also means that you are dealing with non-existence, a ghost. And that ghost was me in this instance because a human exists as a *one*. However, I started to realize that it wasn’t just me because if it were true, then I was a unicorn, which maybe I am in the way an amoeba is an invisible unicorn. 

Everyone starts out as an infant which if time was *t*, then *t = 0*. However, as you live your life and as you actively carve out who you are as an individual, you are ascending a ladder that adds orders of magnitude as you climb higher. One step higher represents a transformation that differentiates you from your current cohort group. If you lock yourself in a room, the only transformation that can occur is either you stay stagnant or you adopt an identity that is out in the wild, and let’s not kid ourselves: consumption and acceptance without execution do not lead to a unique transformation. If you merely execute what a large cohort is also executing, then it is not unique to you. The Fermi Gambit is thus: As *t* approaches *infinity*, the number of unique transformations one goes through, willingly, necessarily brings your individual value closer to *infinity*. So we can be ghosts together, and friends as ghosts.

It’s likely a bit difficult to bring this idea down to a manageable byte-size but I will attempt to compress it for the sake of interoperability across minds. It would seem like I am telling you to do many discrete things across time but that is only one extreme. Translation: you don’t have to keep changing what you do whether it is a specific field or a profession. In any continuum—you can see now why I *eros* that idea—there is polarity horizontally, as well as vertically because it is not a 2D Cartesian plane. When you add our friend, time *t*, we are now bringing it to the fourth dimension and communing with Albert and his teacher, Minkowski. When you add the realm of possibilities branching across the proposed Everettian multiverse, we are now talking quantum, the language of infinity. Translation: what you choose to focus on across your life, which doesn’t prohibit you from doing many things, must compound over time and space for you to approach infinity.

Scientists like to explain complex ideas and make them simpler than they are. The role of any artist—here as a writer—is to transform simple ideas into complex ones so people can understand the invisible threads that hold them together, all while keeping it bound in a deterministic container. I am certain that when you arrive here at the end of the series, you will have at least caught a whiff of the madness floating around in my wetware. But, in so doing, that whiff might cause you to journey with me towards the non-elusive idea of infinity. 

The first step is a ruthless audit of the container that is your self-concept so that you can properly define why you are unique. The next step is to enter through the gate which is what I like to call the Algorithm of the New World.