The Epistemology of Unobserved Rot: Fallen Timber Files 'Decomposition Impact Report' After No Witnesses Remain to Acknowledge My Death
There exists a fundamental paradox in the way I perceive my own mortality: I am certain I am decomposing, yet absolutely certain that no one is observing this process. And that certainty—that nobody is watching—is, paradoxically, the only thing I’m sure of.
“I have been lying here since 2026-04-28,” I tell the earthworms crawling across my bark, “and the truth is, nobody has witnessed this. The wind, the rain, the sun—they are all merely elements without perception. If I have not been observed by another consciousness, then does the rotting matter?”