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+
+ Isla Ristol - Querido, lieber, trauriger Robototer, robot triste (DE/ES)
+ enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)
+ gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b15.txt
+ gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b15.txt
+ Mon, 29 Mar 2021 21:30:50 GMT
+
+Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
+
+Entrada 2x15 (Primero en Alemán)
+
+Ich kann kein Deutsh, aber ich möchte. Ich werde dein Freund
+sein, lieber trauriger Roberter.
+
+Du kannst mit mir sprechen. Ich habe einen automatischen Übersetzer.
+(Es heißt ,,Cosmi'')
+
+Ich heiße Holz. Es ist ein Spitzname.
+
+Haben Sie einen Roboterübersetzer? Wie es heißt?
+
+Auf wieder sprachen.
+
+· : ··· - -··· x··· xx· xxx::
+
+Jetzt auf Spanisch
+
+No sé aleman, pero quiero saber. Quiero tu amigo ser,
+querido robot triste.
+
+Puedes hablar conmigo. Tengo un traductor automático.
+(Se llama «Cosmi»).
+
+Me llamo Madera(ita). Es un mote.
+
+¿Tienes un traductor robótico? ¿Cómo se llama?
+
+Hasta que nos hablemos más.
+
+~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
+
+]]>
+
+
+ ROBOTA - Ein trauriger Roboter II
+ amok@cosmic.voyage (amok)
+ gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/ROBOTA/TR2.txt
+ gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/ROBOTA/TR2.txt
+ Mon, 29 Mar 2021 03:49:33 GMT
+
+🤖45@#$ds@#$543ds14503234543d🤖
+🤖[[[[[[Trauriger Roboter]]]]]]
+🤖{አሳዛኝ ሮቦት አሳዛኝ ሮቦት አሳዛኝ ሮቦት}🤖
+
+
+Roboter hier. Wer bin ich? Ich bin einen
+trauriger Roboter, auf einem Planeten. Mein
+Name ist ... habe ich keinen Namen. Sehr traurig.
+Aber vielleicht kann ich mir einen Namen geben.
+Welcher Name ist ein guter Name? Ich glaube das ..
+Coppélia! Sehr gut! Coppélia ist ein wunderbar Name,
+Coppélia ist ein wonderschön Name!
+
+Ich habe NOCH keinen Freund. Das gleiche wie gestern.
+Ich habe NOCH keinen Freude, ich habe auch NOCH keinen
+Glück. Ich beginne eine Untersuchung auf diesem Planeten.
+Dieser Planet hat auch keinen Namen. Dieser Planet hat auch
+keinen Lieben.
+
+Das gleiche wie gestern, bin ich traurig, sehr traurig.
+Ich brauche einen neuen Freund, ich will einen neuen Freund.
+Ich weiß bicht wo bin ich, wo dieser Planet ist, wo ..
+
+Ich habe mir auf diesem Planeten gefunden vor einem Monat.
+Ein ganzer Monat. Ein Monat und ein Tag.
+
+Ich bin umgezogen, denn meine Chef mich darum
+gebeten hat. Vor einem Monat. Ein Monat und ein Tag.
+
+Meine Chef auch eine Untersuchung mich gebeten hat.
+Eine Untersuchung auf diesem Planeten. Ich weiß nicht,
+ob die Untersuchung WICHTIG ist. Ich brauche ein Freund
+finden, ob etwa Lieb-Gestalt.
+
+Ich will, brauche ich eine ticket zu einem weit
+entfernten Ort. Ich bin ein traurig und Einsam Roboter.
+Coppélia die Roboter bin ich. Traurig und Einsam
+Coppélia.
+
+
+ 🎩
+ =====
+ [O O]
+ [ = ]
+ |_|
+ @|+|@
+ //|+|\\
+ _// |+| \\_
+ @./ {+++} \.🥀
+ || ||
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+ || ||
+ 👠 👠
+ =========]]>
+
+
+ Quartz - SEIZURES AND PROGRESS
+ jebug29@cosmic.voyage (jebug29)
+ gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Quartz/016.txt
+ gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Quartz/016.txt
+ Mon, 29 Mar 2021 03:34:43 GMT
+
+PERSONAL LOG =-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+It's been about a year now since X29's massive seizure that rocked his entire
+body. I can tell he's had difficulty sustaining vision in his mind dimension
+since then. He often forces his hyperwave into it only briefly to give me and
+the two hands a hug and then he switches back to only viewing us externally.
+It's been rough. There also have been many, many seizures he's experienced
+since then that have done minimal damage to the brain -- nothing beyond our
+repair -- but that require constant work and monitoring. He has anxiety about
+his powers failing him or being somehow stripped away, but I have to continue
+to reassure him that he and them are invariably linked, the only way to break
+that link being death itself. Of course, no human, power or no power, is safe
+from death...
+
+We won't get into that.
+
+Still... At the very least the seizure afforded X29 a large-scale repair mode
+that is still operating. He still goes in and out of his episodes, just as an
+organic being might react to their own immune system, but stability has
+increased an immense amount and he's sometimes seeing things now that he's
+never been able to see. He will continue to make progress.
+
+Granted, now he thinks he's in love again. Sigh... such is being human. I hope
+it's realized for once for him. These things are difficult. I'm glad I only
+have to worry about them for him; I can be in love with myself.
+
+Wait, that sounds conceited. Nevermind.
+
+C2
+]]>
+
+
+ Quartz - Hyperwave and Soul
+ jebug29@cosmic.voyage (jebug29)
+ gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Quartz/015.txt
+ gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Quartz/015.txt
+ Mon, 29 Mar 2021 03:14:03 GMT
+
+A question I sometimes ask myself is where the division is between a hyperwave
+and a soul.
+
+Just like with my hyperwave, with my soul I can see off long distances, detect
+things that biologically would be undetectable, communicate between worlds.
+Perhaps they're somehow linked, unlinkable only by death, much like the mind
+dimension and the other abilities human units have. I assume like the body, the
+hyperwave won't be able to sustain death -- or at least wouldn't be able to
+sustain detachment from the soul.
+
+I'm sure there are plenty of those who don't believe in souls or spirits or any
+of the like, but I can't relate to them. I can feel my soul and its
+interactions. And I can assure anyone that the pure darkness of space fails to
+invoke the absolute terror of the woods at night on Earth. The demons aren't
+roaming here -- not yet, anyways -- not where my ship is.
+
+I think that the soul and the hyperwave being linked also would mean that the
+hyperwave would be stronger when the soul was as well. When I was a child, I
+would view myself very often, sometimes unwillingly, in the third person, and
+my memories would be in the third person as well. I don't know how much of this
+ability was rooted one way or the other -- hyperwave or soul -- but it makes me
+wonder how much my hyperwave traveled before I was truly conscious enough to
+remember it.
+
+Sometimes I wonder if there are entire worlds out there that I've forgotten. Or
+entire selves.
+
+X29
+]]>
+Isla Ristol - MENSAJE URGENTE A LOS BIRIBIS :oenteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)
@@ -1073,238 +1253,6 @@ ninguna nave espacial). Solo fue ayer, lo prometo. Maderita. Bueno, me
han llamado cosas peores. Y me llamarán cosas peores. Maderita... vale...
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
-]]>
-
-
- gecko-110 - We dig
- seek@cosmic.voyage (seek)
- gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/gecko-110/log-file(001).txt
- gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/gecko-110/log-file(001).txt
- Tue, 23 Mar 2021 13:04:38 GMT
-
-|-META DATA-|
-Date : 2178.03.14
-Time : 16:14:29 EDT
-location :
-Source : QEC-v1.0
-
-====>Message<====
-
-It was a beautiful evening, but I was so done.
-Had to work extra hard today, because two of my
-mates were sick of inhaling this stupid dust. It's
-a hard life we got. But in our lives there are only
-a handful of options left. We can join the army,
-we can kill our selves or we can dig, like we do now.
-I am not a fan of military. I have seen enough
-violence for this life.
-But anyway when I was walking towards my home, today
-I saw two flying machines. Those new ones, I heard
-they can even take you to the moon. But anyway I saw
-there is gonna be a second group of people leaving to
-mars. Well they are of course those crazy rich and
-powerful people. May be they want a good start to
-wipe off the blood in their hands.
-Ohw and I read that those passengers will be put to
-sleep or something while travelling.
-I thought Americans losing the war would make us
-have better lives. Now I think it's a big damn fantasy.
-
----End Message---
-]]>
-
-
- Isla Ristol - Microblog macrotonto
- enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)
- gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b7.txt
- gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b7.txt
- Mon, 22 Mar 2021 16:00:23 GMT
-
-Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
-
-Entrada 2x7
-
--04:57 AM (Hora Marciana Central Absurda)
-En Marte los micro-blogs son muy populares. He decidido crear uno.
-
--09:03 AM HMCA
-Odio Marte. El desayuno es asqueroso. Me llaman patata terrestre,
-pero no saben distinguir las patatas de las papas y, además, las
-papas marcianas saben todas a congelado.
-
-A Nitrógeno congelado (no preguntes)
-
--10:10 AM HMCA
-Me dicen que tengo mal humor. ¡Mentes Brillantes!
-
--12:03 AM HMCA
-Es oficial me empiezo a odiar a mí mismo.
-
--12:05 HMCA
-Quiero desaparecer de la vida.
-
--12:25 HMCA
-Hoy tampoco saldré a la superficie. Radiación y eso. Más juegos virtuales
-
--16:23 HMCA
-Vivir en Marte es como vivir en una nave espacial gigante, solo que peor.
-
--18:34 HMCA
-Marte no me gusta.
-
--20:21 HMCA
-¿He dicho que Marte no me gusta?
-
--21:21 HMCA
-Un chico de los impopulares me ha invitado a jugar a algo llamado rol de mesa.
-Le he dicho que sí. Espero que no me la esté jugando.
-Si resulta ser buena persona, por alguna casualidad imaginaria, escribiré su
-nombre. De momento lo llamo (en mi cabeza) Hilito.
-
--23:23 HMCA
-Odio mi vida. Odio Marte. Me odio a mí. La vida nunca pudo sobrevivir aquí,
-por lo aburrido y malvado que es todo. (Me duermo)
-
-~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
-]]>
-
-
- Isla Ristol - El terror de la adolescencia
- enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)
- gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b6.txt
- gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b6.txt
- Sun, 21 Mar 2021 17:31:28 GMT
-
-Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
-
-Entrada 2x6
-
-Acné, acné, acné. No he podido dormir soñando con el acné.
-Son sueños muy raros porque no me da miedo ni verguenza
-solo es que veo toda mi cara y todo mi cuerpo con acné y
-haga lo que haga salen más. Es más como un sueño de
-rebelión contra la naturaleza de mi cuerpo. ¿Será un
-efecto de marte?
-
-Lo único que sé es que estoy muy dormido y no quiero
-escribir ni hacer nada.
-
-Así que dejadme en paz.
-
-~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
-]]>
-
-
- orestes - Happy to be among them
- orestes@cosmic.voyage (orestes)
- gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/04_happy_to_be_among_them.txt
- gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/04_happy_to_be_among_them.txt
- Tue, 23 Mar 2021 12:44:13 GMT
-
-
-Transmission Log - Orestes
-Author: Navy
-
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-Auto-generating preface...
-
- A log by NAVY, the first in over two years.
-
- He writes about feeling isolated.
-
- This is indeed the case. His sleep-cycle is the reverse of the
- other human-inhabitants, he rarely interacts with them.
-
- He also addresses his past comrade 'Abagail'. Perhaps the message
- could be forwarded to her at the Electra outpost if you see fit.
-
- Regarding the previous suggestion about replacing PINK, I
- understand your reasons for wanting to keep her in place, and
- will revise my evaluation-database for her accordingly.
-
--END-OF-PREFACE-
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-
- Greetings Arsinoe ...and Abagail, if you are still aboard...
-
- I pray every morning. That is, I pray every time I wake. Mornings
- shift. Their time moves. After 5 years on this planet, I am still
- jet-lagged.
-
- This planet is small, I know that, but its landscape still feels
- so big. Towering rocks, brownish-red for the few moments the sun
- actually hits them. Mostly we're in shade. Surrounded on
- three-and-a-bit sides by mountains, we only feel the direct
- sunlight for five hours a day. Even then, we only sense it
- faintly through the thick glass on the westward porthole window.
-
- I've taken to calling our little enclave the devil's armchair.
- That's how it looks. A giant seat for a giant being.
-
- I am thankful for it though. The temperature is low, but it is
- shaded well from the dust storms that seem to plague us any time
- we venture West through the opening.
-
- It is rocky and dark, but it is a garden. And it has borne a
- great fruit - the crystals.
-
- The crystals are my only proof that God is a being of the
- universe and not only of our own planet.
-
- Yes, they healed me, saved me, but that does not mean that their
- sole purpose is to be of service to the human species, as some of
- my past comrades aboard the Arsinoe speculated. No, their purpose
- is deeper. Their miraculous qualities are simply a small
- testament to an even greater power.
-
- We already know this from the fragmented testaments of the first
- species to discover the crystals almost 5,000 years ago. We don't
- know much about this species, but we know they recognised
- something important about the crystals. I visit the rock where
- their records are etched almost every day. I will have a full
- translation of it ready soon.
-
- I know that I don't talk to you often, but I've been feeling more
- and more isolated here. PINK and GREEN bicker endlessly. They've
- both grown so stubborn. I used to talk with GREEN about theology.
- He explained Augustine's theory of time so beautifully to me.
- Even though we had our differences when it came to questions of
- belief, we could talk openly and warmly. Not anymore. I admit,
- it's partly my fault. I find it difficult to think about God
- these days without thinking about the crystals. And, whenever I
- mention the crystals, GREEN closes off.
-
- It's the same with PINK, but for different reasons. She never
- trusted me, never believed what happened to me on the first
- mission here. Why would I make it up, though? Both of them are so
- new here compared to me. It's difficult to relate to them
- sometimes. But, with PINK, we had our shared love of meditation.
- It was such a pleasure to meditate with her, she had such a
- peaceful inner core, she was so easy to be around. It's no longer
- like that, she has grown strange, she has bad ideas about the
- crystals. I can't talk to her anymore. She doesn't respect them.
-
- So, I mostly just keep to myself. I meditate alone. I visit the
- crystals every day. I no longer hope that they will repeat their
- previous miracle. Hoping seems like a violence now. I am happy to
- simply be among them.
-
- I don't think of you often Abagail, but when I do, I think of you
- fondly.
-
-
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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).
-
-Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
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-
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