For this project I created ORB, an omniscient yet epiphenominalist being - i.e. ORB exists but cannot interact with the world. ORB transcends space and time, yet has no control over his spatial or temporal position in the universe. Once in a while, ORB finds itself in the serenity of drifting down a babbling brook, but for the most part, ORB is sucked into supermassive black holes or is caught in the explosions of star death against its will. ORB produces sound, but the sound has no meaning. ORB produces geometric writing through Twitter, but the writing has no meaning. How can we know what ORB feels? We can't be certain, but we can guess. ORB may feel lonely because he has no friends. Perhaps ORB has made peace with his never-ending, turbulent existence. Perhaps ORB longs for mortality and physical sensations. Does ORB crave love? Or death? Or vomit? Or a strawberry popsicle? Perhaps ORB cannot feel at all. Maybe ORB exists merely as an observer, witnessing the various intricacies of the universe. If only we could understand ORB's inaudible cries, we might be able to gain its perspective. For now, and perhaps forever, ORB floats through space and time not knowing where or when it will be next. We thank you, ORB, for allowing us to see you and hear you this one time. May your interdimensional travels bring you peace and not pain, our dearest ORB.