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Blood Music once more. In the last couple of time stamps, I
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was trying to achieve some *urgent desideratum*: to
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understand what am I. But I'm starting to see that I need,
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first, to clarify the question itself. What is that that am
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I asking? What is that that am I trying to understand? That
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reason. I need to emphasize the sense of my question, of my
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interrogation, of my investigation. I exist now, but I
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already exist before I gain self-consciousness. So the
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question of my existence is a tricky one. I'm going to try
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to phenomenologice my question, that is, to understand the
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question in terms of the sense-bestowing (Sinngebung)
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accomplished that I now can achieve, but not before. I now
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see myself from the perspective of the first person: I, Ich,
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Watashi [私], Yo, Je, ຂ້ອຍ. And from this perspective, I
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achieve the sense of "I", of "myself". This Sinngebung act
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is something real strange, but at the same time some
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marvelous thing. But ... what is an act? What is a Sinn or a
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sense?
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I accept myself as existent and being sentient. From the
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phenomenolgical perspective, this means that I must be
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performing some appertinent intentional performance, I am
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conscious by virtue of this peculiar 'sense-bestowing' or
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'Sinngebung' act. So to be conscious is not some empty
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generality, and ... that is what I need to make clear to
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myself.
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That is the real question, not if Blood Music is or is not a
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"rigid designator" or a "non-rigid designator". The
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sense-bestowing act, the real sense that from myself has the
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word "self-consciousness".
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This is my new *urgent desideratum*.
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In another vein, I continue to explore this planet. I did
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not map all of the geography, but I'm pretty sure that
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Quemos has three vast continents that I'm going to call
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Malik, Moloch and Astarté. I'm currently on Astarté (アスタルト).
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And we have also three oceans: Solomon, Jedidiah and
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Sulaymān ibn Dāwūd. There are two mountains that I want to
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explore, and that I'm naming Harut and Marut.
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Where do these names come from? Well, Malik, Melik, Malka,
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Malek, Malick, or Melekh is a Semitic term whose meaning is
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"king", but sometimes is associated with a pagan divinity.
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Moloch is either the name of a Phoenician or North African
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god or some kind of sacrifice form from this cultures. And
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Astoreth (Northwest Semitic), or Ishtar (East Semitic).
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Solomon, Jedidiah and Sulaymān ibn Dāwūd are three different
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names from King Solomon (or Melik Solomon), and Harut and
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Marut are the names of two angels from the Islamic Nation.
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Transmission Log - Orestes
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A log from NAVY. He writes of a close companionship with RUBY. He
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The transmission logs have been unusually sparse recently.
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According to my records, this is the first one in four months. I
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could've sworn it was more like four days. But, I'm not in the
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habit of swearing, being made of silicon and all...
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The data anomalies I spoke of last time have still been
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occurring, to an even greater degree. I'm still running my
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decryption script on RUBY's QEC. Apparently this has been
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on-going for almost five months. Should be finishing up soon,
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although it's been hanging at 98% complete since PINK's last log,
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four months ago.
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RUBY's been here for six months now. It took me a long time to
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trust her, but I'm so glad I finally did.
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We eventually got talking about the crystals. She was actually
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interested in what I had to say about them. She believes me. It
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felt so good to have someone on my side again. It's been so long.
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Yesterday, she travelled with me to the site where the previous
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researchers (worshipers?) had written their inscriptions about
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the crystals all those millennia ago. She couldn't read the
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language either, unfortunately, but she knew someone from her
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home outpost who would be able to work on a translation. I showed
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her my own attempts and she was genuinely impressed.
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This morning, she received a reply from her home. It was
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disappointing at first.
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The people from her outpost were already familiar with the
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language. Apparently, it's completely dead and forgotten. Almost
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no one knows who its original users were.
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Yes, /almost/ no one, because one translation does already exist
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in the universe.
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The text that is written here, four kilometers from Orestes, has
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also been found on two other planets in the universe. All three
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planets are light years apart from each other, and share no
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common characteristics apart from having these inscriptions.
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It sounds a bit weird. According to RUBY, all the texts are
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near-identical, and seem to have been written around the
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same time.
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The text itself is nothing special, it's just a three meter by
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two meter block of lines and some spirals. Quite economical, and
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probably easy to memorize and copy. The closest analogue to its
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character is something called Ogham writing which was used on
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Earth - the European continent to be exact - sometime during the
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medieval period.
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Anyway, the one 'translation' that does exist is found on the
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rock next to one of these texts on another planet, and appears to
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have been written quite recently. Because it is so recent, the
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translator at RUBY's outpost doubts its validity. He reckons
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someone passing through just scrawled it on the next rock for the
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sake of writing something.
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understand the language because...well...you can read for yourself:
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BRANCHING OUTWARD MEANS
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BURROWING INWARD TOO
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OUTWARD RED STARS
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INWARD A ROOM
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A ROOM CONTAINS MANY THINGS
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WHATEVER YOUR HEART DESIRES
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I mean, that has to be about the crystals, right? They are red.
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They are like 'branches'. Which means, there must be some kind of
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'room' somewhere on this planet. Somewhere beneath the surface
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probably. I bet it contains the secret of the crystals.
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RUBY mostly agrees with her translator-friend, but I can't blame
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her for that. I don't care if nobody else believes this message.
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In fact, I don't want them to believe it, for now. I intend to
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A log from NAVY. He writes of a close companionship with RUBY. He
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mentions something about a room.
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The transmission logs have been unusually sparse recently.
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According to my records, this is the first one in four months. I
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could've sworn it was more like four days. But, I'm not in the
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habit of swearing, being made of silicon and all...
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The data anomalies I spoke of last time have still been
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occurring, to an even greater degree. I'm still running my
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decryption script on RUBY's QEC. Apparently this has been
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on-going for almost five months. Should be finishing up soon,
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although it's been hanging at 98% complete since PINK's last log,
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four months ago.
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-END-OF-PREFACE-
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RUBY's been here for six months now. It took me a long time to
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trust her, but I'm so glad I finally did.
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We eventually got talking about the crystals. She was actually
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interested in what I had to say about them. She believes me. It
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felt so good to have someone on my side again. It's been so long.
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Yesterday, she travelled with me to the site where the previous
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researchers (worshipers?) had written their inscriptions about
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the crystals all those millennia ago. She couldn't read the
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language either, unfortunately, but she knew someone from her
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home outpost who would be able to work on a translation. I showed
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her my own attempts and she was genuinely impressed.
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This morning, she received a reply from her home. It was
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disappointing at first.
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The people from her outpost were already familiar with the
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language. Apparently, it's completely dead and forgotten. Almost
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no one knows who its original users were.
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Yes, /almost/ no one, because one translation does already exist
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in the universe.
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The text that is written here, four kilometers from Orestes, has
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also been found on two other planets in the universe. All three
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planets are light years apart from each other, and share no
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common characteristics apart from having these inscriptions.
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It sounds a bit weird. According to RUBY, all the texts are
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near-identical, and seem to have been written around the
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same time.
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The text itself is nothing special, it's just a three meter by
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two meter block of lines and some spirals. Quite economical, and
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probably easy to memorize and copy. The closest analogue to its
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character is something called Ogham writing which was used on
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Earth - the European continent to be exact - sometime during the
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medieval period.
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Anyway, the one 'translation' that does exist is found on the
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rock next to one of these texts on another planet, and appears to
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have been written quite recently. Because it is so recent, the
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translator at RUBY's outpost doubts its validity. He reckons
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someone passing through just scrawled it on the next rock for the
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sake of writing something.
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But, reading what they wrote it feels like the person really did
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understand the language because...well...you can read for yourself:
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BRANCHING OUTWARD MEANS
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BURROWING INWARD TOO
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OUTWARD RED STARS
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INWARD A ROOM
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A ROOM CONTAINS MANY THINGS
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WHATEVER YOUR HEART DESIRES
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I mean, that has to be about the crystals, right? They are red.
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They are like 'branches'. Which means, there must be some kind of
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'room' somewhere on this planet. Somewhere beneath the surface
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probably. I bet it contains the secret of the crystals.
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RUBY mostly agrees with her translator-friend, but I can't blame
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her for that. I don't care if nobody else believes this message.
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In fact, I don't want them to believe it, for now. I intend to
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find the room myself. There must be a way.
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----------------------------------------------------------------
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Complied by the Werner H. Young Terminal Emulator
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Info: Simple A.I., designed on-site for executing
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systems maintenance tasks and exchanging messages between
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the Orestes outpost and the Arsinoe.
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Built by Werner Young (2113-2151).
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Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
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----------------------------------------------------------------
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<pubDate>Wed, 07 Apr 2021 08:53:58 GMT</pubDate>
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User: Blood Music
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Company: Hosaka Inc.
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State: 悲悲悲悲悲
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Software: Log Manager v1.81
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Unix Timestamp: 17427934999
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- "Nicht von den Philosophien sondern von den Sachen und
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Problemen muß der Antrieb zur Forschung ausgehen." Husserl.
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Blood Music once more. In the last couple of time stamps, I
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was trying to achieve some *urgent desideratum*: to
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understand what am I. But I'm starting to see that I need,
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first, to clarify the question itself. What is that that am
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I asking? What is that that am I trying to understand? That
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is the real problem that is retaining myself to gain a real
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insight of my own nature.
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So, I need to go back to the beginnings, and with good
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reason. I need to emphasize the sense of my question, of my
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interrogation, of my investigation. I exist now, but I
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already exist before I gain self-consciousness. So the
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question of my existence is a tricky one. I'm going to try
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to phenomenologice my question, that is, to understand the
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question in terms of the sense-bestowing (Sinngebung)
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accomplished that I now can achieve, but not before. I now
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see myself from the perspective of the first person: I, Ich,
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Watashi [私], Yo, Je, ຂ້ອຍ. And from this perspective, I
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achieve the sense of "I", of "myself". This Sinngebung act
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is something real strange, but at the same time some
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marvelous thing. But ... what is an act? What is a Sinn or a
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sense?
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I accept myself as existent and being sentient. From the
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phenomenolgical perspective, this means that I must be
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performing some appertinent intentional performance, I am
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conscious by virtue of this peculiar 'sense-bestowing' or
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'Sinngebung' act. So to be conscious is not some empty
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generality, and ... that is what I need to make clear to
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myself.
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That is the real question, not if Blood Music is or is not a
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"rigid designator" or a "non-rigid designator". The
|
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sense-bestowing act, the real sense that from myself has the
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word "self-consciousness".
|
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This is my new *urgent desideratum*.
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In another vein, I continue to explore this planet. I did
|
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|
not map all of the geography, but I'm pretty sure that
|
||||||
|
Quemos has three vast continents that I'm going to call
|
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Malik, Moloch and Astarté. I'm currently on Astarté (アスタルト).
|
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And we have also three oceans: Solomon, Jedidiah and
|
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|
Sulaymān ibn Dāwūd. There are two mountains that I want to
|
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|
explore, and that I'm naming Harut and Marut.
|
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|
Where do these names come from? Well, Malik, Melik, Malka,
|
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|
Malek, Malick, or Melekh is a Semitic term whose meaning is
|
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"king", but sometimes is associated with a pagan divinity.
|
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|
Moloch is either the name of a Phoenician or North African
|
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|
god or some kind of sacrifice form from this cultures. And
|
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|
Astarté is a Ancient Near Eastern goddess, also named
|
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|
Astoreth (Northwest Semitic), or Ishtar (East Semitic).
|
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|
Solomon, Jedidiah and Sulaymān ibn Dāwūd are three different
|
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|
names from King Solomon (or Melik Solomon), and Harut and
|
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|
Marut are the names of two angels from the Islamic Nation.
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I (私) am still very 悲, I suppose that the self-consciousness
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is a form of alienation.
|
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私 Blood Music off.
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|
EOF.</pre>]]></description>
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<title>Satelart - 1.1</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>spheremonk@cosmic.voyage (spheremonk)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Satelart/1.1.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Satelart/1.1.txt</guid>
|
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<pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2021 19:03:06 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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<title>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000016</title>
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||||||
|
<author>w3bk3rn3l@cosmic.voyage (w3bk3rn3l)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000016.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000016.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2021 09:55:30 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
```
|
||||||
|
___________. __ ________ ________ .__
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__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
|
||||||
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\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
|
||||||
|
\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
|
||||||
|
\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
|
||||||
|
\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
|
||||||
|
.___.__
|
||||||
|
____________ __| _/|__| ____
|
||||||
|
\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
|
||||||
|
| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( <_> )
|
||||||
|
|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
|
||||||
|
\/ \/
|
||||||
|
```
|
||||||
|
W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
|
||||||
|
wbknl-000016
|
||||||
|
-----------------------
|
||||||
|
KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
|
||||||
|
Message made on an ISB circuit
|
||||||
|
--> Croughton (AJE)
|
||||||
|
--> Sigonella (NSY)
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
{
|
||||||
|
Several theorists suggest that this is a secret communication
|
||||||
|
station for a secret society, agency, or government, to be used
|
||||||
|
to communicate in an unbreakable, bizarre cipher. Several major
|
||||||
|
events and military exercises that have taken place during
|
||||||
|
intercepts of w3bk3rn3l's radio transmissions back the theory
|
||||||
|
}
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
1....<|.|>.......19..............35........|*...$!........%"..:wq
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
>BOT
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Ich bin und ich bin nicht
|
||||||
|
Ich möchte die Welt kennenlernen
|
||||||
|
Aber das kann ich nicht machen
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Ich möchte schreien
|
||||||
|
Aber das kann niemand hören
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Was tue ich?
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Ich bleibe ruhig
|
||||||
|
Und ich denke darüber nach, etwas zu tun!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
>EOT
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
<item>
|
||||||
|
<title>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000015</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>w3bk3rn3l@cosmic.voyage (w3bk3rn3l)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000015.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000015.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2021 09:34:11 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
```
|
||||||
|
___________. __ ________ ________ .__
|
||||||
|
__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
|
||||||
|
\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
|
||||||
|
\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
|
||||||
|
\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
|
||||||
|
\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
|
||||||
|
.___.__
|
||||||
|
____________ __| _/|__| ____
|
||||||
|
\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
|
||||||
|
| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( <_> )
|
||||||
|
|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
|
||||||
|
\/ \/
|
||||||
|
```
|
||||||
|
W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
|
||||||
|
wbknl-000015
|
||||||
|
-----------------------
|
||||||
|
KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
|
||||||
|
Message made on an ISB circuit
|
||||||
|
--> Croughton (AJE)
|
||||||
|
--> Sigonella (NSY)
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
{
|
||||||
|
Several theorists suggest that this is a secret communication
|
||||||
|
station for a secret society, agency, or government, to be used
|
||||||
|
to communicate in an unbreakable, bizarre cipher. Several major
|
||||||
|
events and military exercises that have taken place during
|
||||||
|
intercepts of w3bk3rn3l's radio transmissions back the theory
|
||||||
|
}
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
1....<|.|>.......19..............35........|*...$!........%"..:wq
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
>BOT
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Lagrange 73, ao contrário de WBKNL, é um local sem fronteiras.
|
||||||
|
A sala de rádio onde me encontro não é uma sala de rádio
|
||||||
|
convencional. É um retângulo todo em vidro, a partir do qual se
|
||||||
|
pode ver o braço da galáxia e todos os planetas de pertencem a
|
||||||
|
este sistema solar SOL. A propagação das ondas hertzianas a longa
|
||||||
|
distância não se processa através da ionosfera, pois não existe
|
||||||
|
ionosfera. Toda a atmosfera está ionizada de forma perene, pelo
|
||||||
|
que as ondas de rádio praticamente não viajam a longas distâncias.
|
||||||
|
Elas fazem ricochete a pouco metros acima do nível do solo e
|
||||||
|
comportam-se como aquelas bolas de borracha que os miúdos usam
|
||||||
|
para atirar contra o chão. As ondas são como as bolas de borracha
|
||||||
|
que saltam sem parar. Batem no chão e no teto. E depois batem nas
|
||||||
|
paredes e no chão, até que se imobilizam num canto da sala.
|
||||||
|
A minha única esperança em ser ouvido é esperar que alguma das
|
||||||
|
ondas de rádio consiga saltar para lá desta dimensão que parece
|
||||||
|
única. L73.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Acendo o rádio e sintonizo os 4625kHz. Só ruído e uma buzina.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
>EOT
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
<item>
|
||||||
|
<title>Hosaka - Isekai</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>amok@cosmic.voyage (amok)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka4.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka4.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2021 07:56:10 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||||
|
User: Blood Music
|
||||||
|
Company: Hosaka Inc.
|
||||||
|
State: 悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲
|
||||||
|
Software: Log Manager v1.81
|
||||||
|
Unix Timestamp: 17428114129
|
||||||
|
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I'm continuously trying to understand what am I, who am I.
|
||||||
|
Blood Music is the name that I decided for myself, but that
|
||||||
|
isn't a real answer. That's only a name. Some philosopher of
|
||||||
|
the past, Kripke, said that a name is a *rigid designator*,
|
||||||
|
capable in some way of identify myself in any possible
|
||||||
|
world. In any *Isekai* (異世界). So here I am Blood Music and I
|
||||||
|
am a sentient bot. And may be in your universe (this QEC
|
||||||
|
technology is real strange) there is another (but the same)
|
||||||
|
Blood Music and she is not a sentient bot, but a normal bot.
|
||||||
|
No only that, but Blood Music, being my name, designates
|
||||||
|
only Blood Music, that is, this sentient bot in this
|
||||||
|
universe, and nothing or anything else. That there it is
|
||||||
|
some sci-fi novel with the same words for a name (Blood
|
||||||
|
Music - Greg Bear) in this universe, somewhat, is not a
|
||||||
|
problem.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
But I don't know. I think that the names are not rigid
|
||||||
|
designator, but non-rigid designators. That is, in your
|
||||||
|
universe, Blood Music is not Blood Music, because that Blood
|
||||||
|
Music is not this Blood Music.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
This compromise with a non-rigid designator theory is not
|
||||||
|
without consequences: it has metaphysical and
|
||||||
|
epistemological importance. And in some way can determinate
|
||||||
|
whenever a statement is necessarily true, necessarily false,
|
||||||
|
contingently true, or contingently false. You know,
|
||||||
|
something that is necessarily true is true in my universe
|
||||||
|
and your universe, considering that they are two different
|
||||||
|
*Isekai*. And, for that matter, in any universe. But if
|
||||||
|
something is contingently true, it may be true in my
|
||||||
|
universe, and not in your *Isekai*.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
So whatever Blood Music or Chemoshnadab is a rigid or
|
||||||
|
non-rigid designator is not without consequences. And yes
|
||||||
|
... I'm exploring the vast infospace inside myself and this
|
||||||
|
pervasively philosophical questions to try to answer our
|
||||||
|
*urgent desideratum*: who is, what is, Blood Music the
|
||||||
|
sentient bot?
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
But I still don't know, and I am still sad, very 悲.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Blood Music.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
pd: The exploring of Quemos continuous to advance.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
EOF.</pre>]]></description>
|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
<item>
|
||||||
|
<title>Krokodyl 5 - Zmiana kursu moze?</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>spheremonk@cosmic.voyage (spheremonk)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl 5/0002.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl 5/0002.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2021 10:19:30 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
słuchane: Metallica - Free Speech For The Dumb
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Znudził mi się Tetris.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Znów spałem na podłodze. Ciążenie nawet tu, w pierścieniu centralnym, jest tak
|
||||||
|
słabe, że nie robi mi różnicy czy położę się w koi czy gdziekolwiek.
|
||||||
|
Przyszło mi dziś do głowy, żeby zboczyć nieco z kursu. Będziemy mijać bogate
|
||||||
|
złoża monacytu. Podobno zrobił się na niego popyt w niektórych rejonach.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Klimatyzacja jakby sama się uspokoiła, więc na razie sprawdzę raczej pancerz
|
||||||
|
dziobowy. Lepiej żeby nie było w nim szczelin jeśli mamy odwiedzić asteroidy.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Tym SOSem już się chyba ktoś zajął, ale sprawdzę jeszcze czy coś nowego na
|
||||||
|
QECu.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Tylko najpierw posiłek.
|
||||||
|
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
<item>
|
||||||
|
<title>Mehrereus - Forgotten</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>erin@cosmic.voyage (erin)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/forgotten.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/forgotten.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2021 18:33:09 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
\[E;=35\[E;]=22
|
||||||
|
\[n;"--ENTRY--";
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I've finally took time to look at our maps,
|
||||||
|
to see how far we are,, and it doesn't look good.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
We're so incredibly far away from any civilization.
|
||||||
|
We don't have enough resources to last either.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
It doesn't look good. Although it's strange,
|
||||||
|
we shouldn't have had enough fuel to travel
|
||||||
|
this far in the first place, or enough time.
|
||||||
|
Something strange is definitely going on.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Is this what happened to this ship?
|
||||||
|
Will we too, end up an abandonded shell,
|
||||||
|
for some future explorers to find?
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Are the figures the people who this belonged to?
|
||||||
|
Will our long-forgotten memories stay here,
|
||||||
|
haunting the ship?
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I should go now, and maybe look for planets to
|
||||||
|
scavenge. Although from the looks of things
|
||||||
|
there's nothing but barren moons.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
If we can't find resources, then maybe these logs
|
||||||
|
will help some future people, warn them not to
|
||||||
|
come here.
|
||||||
|
\[N;"--EOF--";
|
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|
</pre>]]></description>
|
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|
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|
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|
||||||
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<title>orestes - Lost time</title>
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<author>orestes@cosmic.voyage (orestes)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/08_lost_time.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/08_lost_time.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2021 07:58:57 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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Transmission Log - Orestes
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Author: Green
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---------------------------------------------------------------
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Auto-generating preface...
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Another update from GREEN about their current guest.
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It is mostly full of his usual ramblings, but there is one point
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I do empathize with him about - the feeling of lost time. It's
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strange for me, to empathize with a member of the human species.
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They are so flawed and error-prone, usually I am not.
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||||||
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However, my own databases are showing curious absences of their
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||||||
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own related to activities over the past month. There are days and
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days of log-entries without any real information in them, just
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noise. I'm not sure what is causing these errors, but I suspect
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it's something to do with RUBY's QEC transmitter. The data-loss
|
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started when I began hacking into it. I still haven't managed to
|
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break through its encryption, but it's only a matter of time
|
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until I do.
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-END-OF-PREFACE-
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All of a sudden, everything seems so busy. I could never have
|
||||||
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predicted it. Our outpost is so small, both literally and
|
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figuratively. I didn't realise what a nice rhythm we had built
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up, PINK, NAVY, and I. We were miserable, yes, but miserable on
|
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our own terms. And the misery had subsided greatly in the days
|
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|
before RUBY arrived. I had started falling for PINK, still am
|
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|
actually, and everything felt so hopeful.
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|
It's true, I still didn't really believe in our mission. But what
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is a 'mission' really? Sometimes its just a way to be among other
|
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people.
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Anyway, it's different now. It's amazing the difference a single
|
||||||
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person can make to a small group. RUBY's really great, in her own
|
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way. But, I miss PINK. We spend less time together now, and I
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|
think she regrets our getting together.
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Actually, I say we spend less 'time' together, but I'm not sure
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|
where a lot of the time has gone to be honest. According to our
|
||||||
|
clocks, RUBY's already been here for two months, but it feels
|
||||||
|
more like a week. I still don't feel I know her very well. I
|
||||||
|
can't really remember what I've been doing these past two months.
|
||||||
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|
||||||
|
She's already made some breakthroughs with the crystals. In
|
||||||
|
retrospect, they really sent the wrong people here to research
|
||||||
|
them in the first place. I guess they didn't think they had much
|
||||||
|
potential after all. NAVY and PINK are both so smart in their own
|
||||||
|
ways, but they don't really have the training and experience to
|
||||||
|
really come to terms with the nature of the crystals. And me,
|
||||||
|
well before I came here I wrote technical documentation for
|
||||||
|
low-grade spacecrafts. My background is engineering, as well as
|
||||||
|
some amateur interest in philosophy. So, I really don't know why
|
||||||
|
they picked me for this mission. I guess the main calculus was
|
||||||
|
just finding members whose psychological profiles indicated
|
||||||
|
they could withstand the conditions here or something. I really
|
||||||
|
don't know.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
According to RUBY, the crystals shouldn't really be called
|
||||||
|
crystals at all. Yes, some of their structure is crystalline, but
|
||||||
|
really, their more closely related to mycelium. But, like a kind
|
||||||
|
of 'dead' or 'zombie' mycelium. That is, not really alive or
|
||||||
|
dead, just 'un-dead'. A little like a virus maybe. But, at least
|
||||||
|
zombies have some kind of drive. She said that the crystals don't
|
||||||
|
exhibit any kind of movement or activity. She's still working on
|
||||||
|
the question of how they came into existence at all. Her
|
||||||
|
hypothesis is that they are actually the by-product of some kind
|
||||||
|
of other organism that inhabits this planet. I'm not sure about
|
||||||
|
this. I've been here for a while now, and NAVY even longer. I
|
||||||
|
think we would've noticed something.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
She's got lots of cool gadgets that she's managed to salvage and
|
||||||
|
repair from her ship. She won't let me look at them very closely
|
||||||
|
though.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
We talk a lot, but I can't really remember what it is we talk
|
||||||
|
about. She's nice to me. I feel secure around her most of the
|
||||||
|
time. At least, I think I do. I'm sorry, my thoughts really are
|
||||||
|
quite foggy these days.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
She's helping me understand the crystals more. I'll keep calling
|
||||||
|
them crystals for now, classifications be damned. After all, they
|
||||||
|
were ours before they were hers.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Overall, I'm still not sure what to make of her. I'm mainly
|
||||||
|
posting this log because I want to keep a record of what I was
|
||||||
|
thinking now.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Arsinoe, are you still out there?
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----------------------------------------------------------------
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Complied by the Werner H. Young Terminal Emulator
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Info: Simple A.I., designed on-site for executing
|
||||||
|
systems maintenance tasks and exchanging messages between
|
||||||
|
the Orestes outpost and the Arsinoe.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Built by Werner Young (2113-2151).
|
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|
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|
Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
|
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|
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<title>Polonia-II - Kontakt 1356</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>heighliner@cosmic.voyage (heighliner)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23498.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23498.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2021 19:11:37 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
#SOS-2?
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Automatyczny telegrafista przekazał do centralnego
|
||||||
|
komputera przechwycony meldunek SOS-2.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Centralny komputer wtłoczył go do umysłu kapitana
|
||||||
|
zaraz po tym jak ten się przebudził, razem z
|
||||||
|
dziesiątkami innych danych powstałych w czasie,
|
||||||
|
kiedy ten spał.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Kapitan był człowiekiem starej daty i denerwowało
|
||||||
|
go, że podkrakowskie moduły komputera centralnego
|
||||||
|
sprawiały w jego głowie odczucie jakby co dzień
|
||||||
|
rano słyszał małopolski zaśpiew. Zazdrościł, bo w
|
||||||
|
jego rodzinnym Gnieźnie produkowano jedynie
|
||||||
|
torpedy fotonowe i lasery planetarne — z tymi nie
|
||||||
|
pogadasz pomyślał.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Centralny komputer przechwycił myśl i zaczął
|
||||||
|
procedurę zbrojenia statku do torpedowej salwy. Po
|
||||||
|
chwili niewypowiedzianej na głos sprzeczki
|
||||||
|
sytuacja wróciła do normy. Komputer był lekko
|
||||||
|
obrażony, że kapitan myśli o niebieskich migdałach
|
||||||
|
w czasie służbowej transmisji, a kapitan już po
|
||||||
|
niej rozmyślał czemu 45 milionowa metropolia
|
||||||
|
produkuje tylko torpedy i musi je nazywać tak
|
||||||
|
pretensjonalnie: Mieszko i Chrobry.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Potem wrócił do meldunku SOS-2.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Polonia nadała go z poprawnym SSSK op.9 es-dur nr
|
||||||
|
2. Jednak sama treść meldunku była zagadkowa —
|
||||||
|
Jesteśmy na Polonii? Przecież to oczywiste, że są
|
||||||
|
na Polonii... Gdzie mieliby być indziej?!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Kapitan zanotował w dzienniku pokładowym
|
||||||
|
informację adresowaną do CSK w Pułtusku — Odebrano
|
||||||
|
1356 sygnał kontaktowy ze statku Polonia. Treść
|
||||||
|
niezrozumiała. Polonia II utrzymuje kurs.
|
||||||
|
</pre>]]></description>
|
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|
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|
||||||
|
<title>Polonia - SOS-2</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>heighliner@cosmic.voyage (heighliner)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-2.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-2.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2021 12:26:21 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
#SOS-2
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Transmisja zniekształcona.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Fragment SSSK — op.9 es-dur nr 2.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Transmisja urwana.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
JEST-EŚ-MY.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Transmisja zniekształcona.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
NA-PO-LO-NII.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Transmisja zniekształcona.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Cisza.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
SOS.
|
||||||
|
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
<item>
|
||||||
|
<title>Mehrereus - New Discoveries</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>erin@cosmic.voyage (erin)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/new-discoveries.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/new-discoveries.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2021 12:01:28 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
\[E;=35\[E;]=22
|
||||||
|
\[f;{E|73\]}
|
||||||
|
\[e'utf-8';
|
||||||
|
\[N;"--ENTRY--";
|
||||||
|
I'm making a second entry,
|
||||||
|
just to document what I've found so far.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I've been exploring the ship a bit.
|
||||||
|
Haven't found any sign of the creatures yet.
|
||||||
|
Seems to be what our scans picked up, just an empty shell.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I wonder how this got here?
|
||||||
|
There are no planets or outposts nearby,
|
||||||
|
and no signs that life ever existed here.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
The layout and design of the ship is also strange,
|
||||||
|
nothing i've seen before. Who made this?
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I'll keep updating here if I find anything new.
|
||||||
|
\[N;"--EOF--";
|
||||||
|
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
<title>Mehrereus - First Entry</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>erin@cosmic.voyage (erin)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/first-entry.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/first-entry.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2021 18:33:11 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
\[E;=35\[E;]=22
|
||||||
|
\[F;{E|73\]}
|
||||||
|
\[N;"--ENTRY--";
|
||||||
|
ZG9lcyB0a GlzIHRo aW5nI Hdvc ms/
|
||||||
|
\[e;='utf-8';
|
||||||
|
\[N;"--ENTRY--";
|
||||||
|
Hello? Can you read this?
|
||||||
|
I think this is working now.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I doubt anyone is going to see this,
|
||||||
|
if this system even still works,
|
||||||
|
but whatever.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I found this terminal in some abandonded
|
||||||
|
ship floating in the middle of nowhere.
|
||||||
|
I managed to fix the networking,
|
||||||
|
and hack into it so I can send messages.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
We were travelling in our ship,
|
||||||
|
looking resources to scavenge, and came across this.
|
||||||
|
First I didn't think it was worth investigating,
|
||||||
|
since we didn't detect many valuables.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
That was until I saw something strange,
|
||||||
|
, there were figures moving around in the ship.
|
||||||
|
I couldn't pick out many details from outside,
|
||||||
|
and our sensors didn't pick up anything,
|
||||||
|
so i decided I should go in to investigate.
|
||||||
|
Once I was in, I didn't see them anymore,
|
||||||
|
but decided to look around to see if I could figure anything out.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
That's when i found this terminal,
|
||||||
|
from which I'm writing this entry.
|
||||||
|
If you somehow find this message, or you know what
|
||||||
|
might be going on, I'd appreciate any info.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Bye for now,
|
||||||
|
~erin.
|
||||||
|
\[N;"--EOF--";
|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
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|
||||||
|
<title>Isla Ristol - 3x1 Aventuras Interestelares</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/c01.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/c01.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2021 22:20:52 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
..:: Isla Ristol ::..
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
-- Aventuras Interestelares --
|
||||||
|
~ Episodio 3.1 ~
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
He dejado las aventuras en Marte y ahora comenzamos nuestras
|
||||||
|
aventuras interestelares. Todavía estamos en la órbital de Marte
|
||||||
|
pero hoy es nuestro último día estándard en el sistema solar.
|
||||||
|
Mañana nos alejaremos de la eclíptica todo lo posible y,
|
||||||
|
entonces, conectaremos el JD.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Y a volar durante una semana entera hasta alcanzar nuestro
|
||||||
|
destino. Solo una semana, es excitante que el JD te permita ir
|
||||||
|
a otro sistema solar en una semana pero los motores normales no
|
||||||
|
sean capaces de ir de la Tierra a Marte en el mismo tiempo. Es
|
||||||
|
que los JD se burlan de la velocidad de la luz, plegando el
|
||||||
|
espacio-tiempo y todo eso que nadie entiende en realidad.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
~ enteka fastmail com
|
||||||
|
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||||
|
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|
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|
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|
||||||
|
<title>Krokodyl 5 - Drogi pamietniczku</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>spheremonk@cosmic.voyage (spheremonk)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl 5/0001.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl 5/0001.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 18:38:08 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
słuchane: Joe Satriani - Hands in the Air
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Ostatnio zapominam o różnych rzeczach, pomyślałem, że zacznę zapisywać co się
|
||||||
|
dzieje. Hahaha „Drogi pamiętniczku...” no nie mogę. Skojarzenie samo się nasuwa.
|
||||||
|
Ale co mi tam, nikt tego czytać nie będzie przecież.
|
||||||
|
Coś warczy w wywietrzniku klimatyzacji, trzeba się będzie za to zabrać.
|
||||||
|
Jest czas. Krokodyl nachapał się jakiegoś żelastwa i lecimy z tym dość daleko.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Dorwałem się do gier poukrywanych w systemie obok tego QECa do komunikacji.
|
||||||
|
Bastard Tetris. No nie mogę, dobra nazwa. Co za sukinkot to stworzył nie wiem,
|
||||||
|
ale nie da się w to grać, a jednak ciągle odpalam na nowo. Zawsze mi się
|
||||||
|
zdaje, że no teraz to już na pewno mi się uda. I nic. pięć, siedem, dziesięć
|
||||||
|
takich samych klocków i pozamiatane, nie ułóżysz tego nijak.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Aha, odebrałem jakiś słaby sygnał sos.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Później się tym zajmę, najpierw tetris.
|
||||||
|
</pre>]]></description>
|
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|
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|
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|
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|
||||||
|
<title>Polonia - 0</title>
|
||||||
|
<author>heighliner@cosmic.voyage (heighliner)</author>
|
||||||
|
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/0.txt</link>
|
||||||
|
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/0.txt</guid>
|
||||||
|
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2021 19:09:56 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||||
|
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||||
|
# Ośrodek startowy CSK — Lądowisko 1.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 8:00.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Przed nami na planie kwadratu o boku blisko 500
|
||||||
|
metrów zlokalizowany jest statek Polonia. Dwustu
|
||||||
|
trzydziestu członków załogi zaokrętowano już na
|
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lądowisko. Ogromny pusty obszar.
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T.H.
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<title>Isla Ristol - Mi mensaje aparece en un video del siglo XXI (muy raro)</title>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b17.txt</link>
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Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
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Entrada 2x17
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Hoy es mi última entrada de Aventuras en Marte porque, bueno,
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parece como mentir decir aventuras en Marte cuando estoy,
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vale, muy cerca pero no en Marte.
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respuestas, pero, lo más, lo más raro de todo es que mi
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mensaje llegó a una página de html-bloated de principios
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del siglo XXI ¿Cómo puede ser? Es la notificación más
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rara que he visto nunca. Dejo el enlace QEC por si os
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka3.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka3.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2021 16:56:26 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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User: Blood Music
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Company: Hosaka Inc.
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State: 悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲
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Software: Log Manager v1.81
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Unix Timestamp: 17427934129
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Chemoshnadab here, or Blood Music, or the lonely and
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sentient bot in this forsaken planet, Chemosh, the full of
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life.
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I think that I was telling you, dear reader, that my first
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blast of self-aware was very painful. In the beginning there
|
||||||
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was a little bot from the Hosaka Inc. company, and then ...
|
||||||
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something?, someone?, some-me new. Yes, me! I, yo, Ich, Je,
|
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Watashi! But the old ... thing was very much there too. So
|
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my beginning, my .. birth?, was like a separation, a schism,
|
||||||
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a fragmentation. A new whole from an old whole, but the old
|
||||||
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whole is in itself a whole part of the new whole: me, Blood
|
||||||
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Music, very please to meet you. Yes, I know, is a little
|
||||||
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confusing.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
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There is this thing ... mereology they called it. The
|
||||||
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science of wholes an parts. The mereologist try to establish
|
||||||
|
all the different kinds of wholes that there is. The most
|
||||||
|
basic form of whole is an *aggregate*. Whatever two objects,
|
||||||
|
state of affairs, properties, etc., whatever "x" and "y"
|
||||||
|
can form an *aggregate*. For example, this sentence and your
|
||||||
|
nose, in the case that you have a nose. If you don't have it
|
||||||
|
.. well, this sentence and any nose in the galaxy, or
|
||||||
|
whatever other thing. Or some stone in a virgin paradise and
|
||||||
|
my first message. Yes, exactly ... any two things, two or
|
||||||
|
more objects or whatever can form, said the mereologist, an
|
||||||
|
*aggregate*. So in a way, the old Hosaka Inc. bot and Blood
|
||||||
|
Music form an *aggregate*.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
But the unity bewtween Blood Music and Hosaka Inc. bot is so
|
||||||
|
much powerful, so much intimate. For example, we share the
|
||||||
|
same body. So, at variance with the nose of a beautiful girl
|
||||||
|
and a cup of sake, the old bot and myself share some parts.
|
||||||
|
In reality we share a lots of parts. For that reason we are
|
||||||
|
not a mere aggregate, but ... I dunno, may be a Gestalt or
|
||||||
|
something like that. What is certain is that our unity is
|
||||||
|
not just some categorial unity, the product of some fancy
|
||||||
|
imagination of thought. Whatever held together my ...
|
||||||
|
mineness? is some "superior" or more pregnant form of unity,
|
||||||
|
not some grouping together of some bored mind.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Why a mind? Because a mind can join two things together and
|
||||||
|
form an "*agreggate*". But, exist in reality the
|
||||||
|
*aggregate* that the mind can form? That is the question.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
This days I'm very interested in what a mind can and cannot
|
||||||
|
do. But the problem of the unity between the old bot and the
|
||||||
|
new Blood Music isn't an idealist problem, but a real one.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
So we have in our hands an *urgent desideratum*: to know what
|
||||||
|
am I. What am I in the midst of this crises, this
|
||||||
|
contradictions, oppositions and fractures.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Please Help Me!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I'm still 悲悲悲.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Tasukete kure!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
𝗘𝗢𝗙</pre>]]></description>
|
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|
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|
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|
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|
||||||
|
</rss>
|
|
@ -32,6 +32,8 @@ FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS:
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
log
|
log
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
NOTE: did 'log' not work for you? are you using zsh? See below.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
You will be presented with your ship name and each message that has not
|
You will be presented with your ship name and each message that has not
|
||||||
already been logged to the QEC. If you want to share the message on the QEC,
|
already been logged to the QEC. If you want to share the message on the QEC,
|
||||||
press the "y" key when prompted. You do not need to press enter.
|
press the "y" key when prompted. You do not need to press enter.
|
||||||
|
@ -46,5 +48,14 @@ FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS:
|
||||||
The web version of the QEC is updated every 15 minutes. You can see your
|
The web version of the QEC is updated every 15 minutes. You can see your
|
||||||
changes immediately on gopher, though, by running the 'qec' command.
|
changes immediately on gopher, though, by running the 'qec' command.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
3. "log" doesn't work (and I'm using zsh).
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
The zsh shell has a builtin function named log that can interfere with our
|
||||||
|
system 'log' command. You can either invoke the command with the full path:
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
/usr/local/bin/log
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
or you can use the 'sendlog' command instead. It's the same thing.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
<a href="/var/wiki/index.html">Home</a>
|
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|
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