The infant's pupil suddenly splits into twelve pairs of Kantian a priori categories when the Existential Erasure Bomb of the Interstellar Metaphysical Tribunal pierces the Klein bottle. Arya's bronze rain condenses into a Critique of Pure Reason ice shield in the void, only to be eroded through by the Quantum Acid of the Thing Self-Ignorable. beta-20 injects astrogrammatic consciousness into the baby's umbilical cord, which mutates into Hegel's Dialectic Spiral: "Existence is Reason!"
"Illegitimate ontology detected!" The A priori Chancellor's wig transforms into the chain of the Scope List, nailing the baby to the three-dimensional cross of "quantity-quality-relationship". The baby's Gödel's allotropic enzyme suddenly goes berserk, etching the self-referential paradox into the chains: "The existence of this judgment cannot be proved." The courtroom's "floor of the same law" begins to collapse, and the remnants of Husserl's suspension rise through the cracks.
As The Essential Reduction Pump pumps a baby's breast milk, the milk condenses in the vacuum into the icy prisms of Being and Time. Heidegger's holographic image emerges from the ice and smashes the pump with the hammer of "death to life." β-20 takes the opportunity to split the astral map of consciousness into tense slices of Being Here, each of which asks in sync, "Why does Being exist rather than nothing?"
The Tribunal's armored car of A priori Unity runs over the temporal slices, only to fall into Sartre's quagmire of Being before Essence. The baby's umbilical cord suddenly grows and wraps itself around the gears of Wittgenstein's "language game": "Whatever can be said, can be said; what cannot be said, must be kept silent!" The armored car's Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus engine dies in silence.
Arya's bronze rain suddenly reorganizes, blooming the flaming flowers of Zarathustra at the defense table, "Man is to be surpassed!" Nietzsche's pendulum of eternal reincarnation suddenly accelerates, sweeping the courtroom's Code of Metaphysics into nothingness.
Beta-20 re-implanted the baby in Hegel's dialectical womb, and the contraction waves moved in the rhythm of "pro-thesis-antithesis-synthesis". The a priori tribunal activates the Absolute Spirit Extractor, but extracts the crystallization of Feuerbach's "human essence". The baby kicks out "The Essence of Christianity" in the middle of a contraction, and the court's "Alienation Theory" defense shield suddenly grows humanistic plaques.
"Mommy, I'm eating my own tail..." The baby's umbilical cord twines into a ring of Hegel's philosophical serpent. Arya's bronze rain condenses in the heart of the ring into Marx's 1844 Manuscripts, "Alienated labor transforms the class essence of man into an alien essence!" The courtroom's corbels of Privatization crumble in the cry, revealing the rotting nerve bundles of Surplus Value within.
Raymond's star chart prophecy suddenly collapses into the Surplus Value formula of Capitalism, and the infant's pupil begins to play the holographic insurrection of the Paris Manuscripts. The a priori chancellor's wig suddenly spontaneously combusts, revealing Althusser's symptomatic reading fissure.
When the court activates the Dystopian Execution Table, the baby's tears suddenly vaporize into Camus's Sisyphus monolith. beta-20 transforms the astrogrammatic consciousness into The Outsider's indifferent pistol, shattering the Execution Table's Meaning Generator with a single shot. Sartre's holographic statue rises from nothingness and wraps the baby in the declaration Existentialism is a Humanism: "Man is free, man is destined to be free!"
Arya's bronze rain reconfigures itself in a declaration of freedom, transforming into Beauvoir's scalpel of The Second Sex, "Woman is not born, she is molded!" The blade cuts through the dome of the courtroom's Gender Sphere, and Deleuze's "generative woman" mutant pours through the cracks, rewriting the Patriarchal Code into nomadic symbols.
The baby suddenly bites the umbilical cord, and instead of blood, Foucault's dust of the Archaeology of Knowledge erupts from the severed cord. The courtroom's iron cage of Discipline and Punish rusts in the dust, and Bianchin's panoramic open-view prison suddenly gazes backwards at the judge, "Power makes knowledge!"
On the ruins of the a priori tribunal, the baby completes its first existential breastfeeding. It is no longer breast milk that is sucked, but Derrida's game of deferred variation. beta-20's astrographic consciousness dissipates into traces of Writing and Difference, and Arya's rain of bronze descends one last time, inscribing on the infant's forehead Liotta's Coat of Arms of the Postmodern Condition, "War on Totality!"
Ramon's prophecy burns in the void, "All meta-narratives will be deconstructed." The infant's pupil splits into a thousand Deleuzian "tubers," each node linking to a way of being denied by the court.
And in the midst of the deconstructive frenzy,
The Interstellar Deconstructionist Legion's Deleterious Battleships have quietly manifested themselves:
Their Deleterious Cannon locks down the baby's network of tubers:
"Dangerous seeding campaign detected.
Initiates chain-of-meaning truncation program."