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Isla Ristol
Entrada 37
(Y la mejor!!!)
¡Es la super-emoción! Mañana aterrizamos en Marte. Supongo
que hoy habrán pasado un montón de cosas interesantes pero
no me puedo ni me quiero de acordar de ninguna
ninguna
ninguna
porque
MAÑANA ESTAMOS EN MARTE!!!!
Y encima vamos a estar mucho tiempo. Es que es genial, por
lo menos una semana
o puede que
¡1 mes entero! 30 y muchos días quizás... porque hay que
preparar la Isla Ristol para su primer, mi primer
O
T
L
A
S
¡Salto instelestar!
Puede que esté un poco excitado. Parece que la nave hay
que prepararla porque quedaron cosas a medio hacer, hemos
tenido problemas, incidencias y todas esas cosas. Así que
mientras los adultos nos resuelven todo eso los niños
tendremos aventuras en Marte
Como unas vacaciones científicas pero mejor.
Tra-la-lá
mi vida es maravillosa
Y encima Polaris todavía no se ha hecho supernova
Así que quizás tenga la suerte de verla desde Marte
baile, baile
baile de combate
baile, baile
baile de felicidad
quiero
bailar
quiero
bailar
la lá
(Papá me dice que me va a dar un calmante. ¡EXAGERADO!
1 solo día para Marte, arte, arte, arte...
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)

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<subtitle>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</subtitle>
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<updated>2021-03-13T15:46:21Z</updated>
<updated>2021-03-14T17:10:17Z</updated>
<rights>©2021 All rights reserved</rights>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/</id>
<entry>
<title>Isla Ristol - SIGUIENTE AMANECER: MARTE UOOOOOOooooooo............</title>
<author>
<name>enteka</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a37.txt"/>
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Isla Ristol
Entrada 37
(Y la mejor!!!)
¡Es la super-emoción! Mañana aterrizamos en Marte. Supongo
que hoy habrán pasado un montón de cosas interesantes pero
no me puedo ni me quiero de acordar de ninguna
ninguna
ninguna
porque
MAÑANA ESTAMOS EN MARTE!!!!
Y encima vamos a estar mucho tiempo. Es que es genial, por
lo menos una semana
o puede que
¡1 mes entero! 30 y muchos días quizás... porque hay que
preparar la Isla Ristol para su primer, mi primer
O
T
L
A
S
¡Salto instelestar!
Puede que esté un poco excitado. Parece que la nave hay
que prepararla porque quedaron cosas a medio hacer, hemos
tenido problemas, incidencias y todas esas cosas. Así que
mientras los adultos nos resuelven todo eso los niños
tendremos aventuras en Marte
Como unas vacaciones científicas pero mejor.
Tra-la-lá
mi vida es maravillosa
Y encima Polaris todavía no se ha hecho supernova
Así que quizás tenga la suerte de verla desde Marte
baile, baile
baile de combate
baile, baile
baile de felicidad
quiero
bailar
quiero
bailar
la lá
(Papá me dice que me va a dar un calmante. ¡EXAGERADO!
1 solo día para Marte, arte, arte, arte...
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>orestes - The last of the apples</title>
<author>
<name>orestes</name>
</author>
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Transmission Log - Orestes
Author: Green
---------------------------------------------------------------
Auto-generating preface...
A transmission log by GREEN. He thinks the messages aren&#39;t
reaching anyone. He philosophizes about the concept of life. He
complains about his fellow human-inhabitants at the Orestes.
Thank you for sending the mining equipment, I&#39;ll distribute it to
the crew when the time seems fitting, as per your recommendation.
-END-OF-PREFACE-
---------------------------------------------------------------
You still haven&#39;t sent the mining equipment, or anything for that
matter. Lending credence to my theory that these messages aren&#39;t
reaching anyone.
I still, for some reason, feel the desire to update you. There
are things to tell. Events that happen. Even in this remote
corner of the universe, populated only by three people and a
bunch of strange, inert, red crystals, things happen.
If reminds me of something a philosopher once said, when talking
about &#39;life&#39; (Life, after all, and the inexplicable human desire
to find more of it, is why we&#39;re here).
We usually think of things beginning when life appears. That
is, before life, there are no real &#39;events&#39;. Life is activity,
motion, desire, growth. In absence of life, there are just rocks
planets, stars, etc. We are fascinated about the question of the
beginning of life, that strange moment when one cell first
divides into two.
But, the philosopher said, there is no life without difference
and before what we call &#39;life&#39; appeared there was difference. The
universe is full of differences. Or, to be more exact, the
universe made up of of processes, and processes are just a series
of differentiations.
We think of life as continuous, as having a history (genealogy),
a clear beginning and end. But this sense of life, the one that
we cling to so dearly, the reason we voyage out into the void in
search of it, this sense of life is a construct. A story we tell
ourselves to try to make sense of the constant differentiation
and change. Underneath it all is the force of pure difference;
the relation between this molecule and another, between a 1 and a
0, between the geology of this &#39;dead&#39; rock floating in space and
&#39;that&#39; one. So, if you&#39;re tracking a process of differentiation
across the universe, &#39;events&#39; are happening all the time.
Not with these crystals though. There really is nothing going on
with them, in any sense.
All that&#39;s been happening are the overly-familiar kinds of
&#39;events&#39;. PINK ate the last of the apples. I couldn&#39;t believe it.
She ate it right in front of me, like it was a perverse act of
sadism. I don&#39;t get her sometimes. She is usually so calm and
rational.
NAVY is sulking or has taken a vow of silence or something and
has become as unresponsive as the crystals. I ended up screaming
my head off at him the other night. I feel bad about it now.
These kinds of &#39;events&#39; tire me. I wish sometimes I could be less
&#39;me&#39;, less &#39;alive&#39;, and just be a pebble on the beach or
something. Being slowly eroded by a wave.
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Info: Simple A.I., designed on-site for executing
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Built by Werner Young (2113-2151).
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<title>monara - On the way to Callisto - Log File</title>
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&gt;EOT
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>monara - monara - Esso >> Emails</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/email01.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/email01.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-09T15:18:58Z</updated>
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######## SpacePost : email-client #############
[ sent ] [ date : 15-12-3320 ]
From : esso98@spacemail.qecm
To : jaura101@spacemail.qecm
CC :
Subject : Reached &#39;Nadeena&#39; in Ganymede
Hey J,
How ya doing man? I couldn&#39;t get in touch with you since the pigs cought me.
Anyway I got out last year. Anyway it&#39;s not important now. I know you haven&#39;t
been to Ganymede yet, guess what, now I am in Ganymede. I hope to visit
Callisto too, I heard the tunnel city there is like a paradise, but in hell.
Haha just kidding. I mean there can&#39;t be a heaven underground, right? Yeah
I know that joke isn&#39;t funny. You know my jokes are not funny right.
Anyway it&#39;s already late, I already resupplied but thought it&#39;s just better
to check if everything is fine with the ship. I hope to spend a couple more
weeks in Ganymede. Is there anyway we can meet? I know you are not here in
Ganymede but just by chance if you visit Jupiter let me know, okay? So that&#39;s
all for now cousin, catch ya later.
Ezz.
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>monara - 128-ESSO >> LOGFILE</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/ESSO%20>>%20logfile.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/ESSO%20>>%20logfile.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-09T15:17:07Z</updated>
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## L O G - K E E P E R ##
User : Esso98
type : log file
Date : 13-12-3320
time : 10:26:32
&gt; I could find this small town called &#39;Nadeena&#39;
&gt; Here most people are mechanics or vendors
&gt; The town is a little bit dirty
&gt; I&#39;ve already passed many shops selling old
electronics.
&gt; I wish I could find an another Thinkpad
I mean an old one
&gt; I still have to find a motel, a cheap one.
</pre>]]></content>
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0Isla Ristol - SIGUIENTE AMANECER: MARTE UOOOOOOooooooo............ /Isla Ristol/a37.txt
0orestes - The last of the apples /orestes/02_last_of_the_apples.txt
0monara - On the way to Callisto - Log File /monara/4-esso-logfile.txt
0Isla Ristol - Eclipse de Marte y Fobos /Isla Ristol/a36.txt
0Isla Ristol - Filtros parentales o pirata-les /Isla Ristol/a35.txt

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Transmission Log - Orestes
Author: Green
---------------------------------------------------------------
Auto-generating preface...
A transmission log by GREEN. He thinks the messages aren't
reaching anyone. He philosophizes about the concept of life. He
complains about his fellow human-inhabitants at the Orestes.
Thank you for sending the mining equipment, I'll distribute it to
the crew when the time seems fitting, as per your recommendation.
-END-OF-PREFACE-
---------------------------------------------------------------
You still haven't sent the mining equipment, or anything for that
matter. Lending credence to my theory that these messages aren't
reaching anyone.
I still, for some reason, feel the desire to update you. There
are things to tell. Events that happen. Even in this remote
corner of the universe, populated only by three people and a
bunch of strange, inert, red crystals, things happen.
If reminds me of something a philosopher once said, when talking
about 'life' (Life, after all, and the inexplicable human desire
to find more of it, is why we're here).
We usually think of things beginning when life appears. That
is, before life, there are no real 'events'. Life is activity,
motion, desire, growth. In absence of life, there are just rocks
planets, stars, etc. We are fascinated about the question of the
beginning of life, that strange moment when one cell first
divides into two.
But, the philosopher said, there is no life without difference
and before what we call 'life' appeared there was difference. The
universe is full of differences. Or, to be more exact, the
universe made up of of processes, and processes are just a series
of differentiations.
We think of life as continuous, as having a history (genealogy),
a clear beginning and end. But this sense of life, the one that
we cling to so dearly, the reason we voyage out into the void in
search of it, this sense of life is a construct. A story we tell
ourselves to try to make sense of the constant differentiation
and change. Underneath it all is the force of pure difference;
the relation between this molecule and another, between a 1 and a
0, between the geology of this 'dead' rock floating in space and
'that' one. So, if you're tracking a process of differentiation
across the universe, 'events' are happening all the time.
Not with these crystals though. There really is nothing going on
with them, in any sense.
All that's been happening are the overly-familiar kinds of
'events'. PINK ate the last of the apples. I couldn't believe it.
She ate it right in front of me, like it was a perverse act of
sadism. I don't get her sometimes. She is usually so calm and
rational.
NAVY is sulking or has taken a vow of silence or something and
has become as unresponsive as the crystals. I ended up screaming
my head off at him the other night. I feel bad about it now.
These kinds of 'events' tire me. I wish sometimes I could be less
'me', less 'alive', and just be a pebble on the beach or
something. Being slowly eroded by a wave.
----------------------------------------------------------------
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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<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
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<title>Isla Ristol - SIGUIENTE AMANECER: MARTE UOOOOOOooooooo............</title>
<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/a37.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/a37.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2021 17:10:17 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
Isla Ristol
Entrada 37
(Y la mejor!!!)
¡Es la super-emoción! Mañana aterrizamos en Marte. Supongo
que hoy habrán pasado un montón de cosas interesantes pero
no me puedo ni me quiero de acordar de ninguna
ninguna
ninguna
porque
MAÑANA ESTAMOS EN MARTE!!!!
Y encima vamos a estar mucho tiempo. Es que es genial, por
lo menos una semana
o puede que
¡1 mes entero! 30 y muchos días quizás... porque hay que
preparar la Isla Ristol para su primer, mi primer
O
T
L
A
S
¡Salto instelestar!
Puede que esté un poco excitado. Parece que la nave hay
que prepararla porque quedaron cosas a medio hacer, hemos
tenido problemas, incidencias y todas esas cosas. Así que
mientras los adultos nos resuelven todo eso los niños
tendremos aventuras en Marte
Como unas vacaciones científicas pero mejor.
Tra-la-lá
mi vida es maravillosa
Y encima Polaris todavía no se ha hecho supernova
Así que quizás tenga la suerte de verla desde Marte
baile, baile
baile de combate
baile, baile
baile de felicidad
quiero
bailar
quiero
bailar
la lá
(Papá me dice que me va a dar un calmante. ¡EXAGERADO!
1 solo día para Marte, arte, arte, arte...
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
</pre>]]></description>
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<item>
<title>orestes - The last of the apples</title>
<author>orestes@cosmic.voyage (orestes)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/02_last_of_the_apples.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/02_last_of_the_apples.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2021 08:53:20 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
Transmission Log - Orestes
Author: Green
---------------------------------------------------------------
Auto-generating preface...
A transmission log by GREEN. He thinks the messages aren't
reaching anyone. He philosophizes about the concept of life. He
complains about his fellow human-inhabitants at the Orestes.
Thank you for sending the mining equipment, I'll distribute it to
the crew when the time seems fitting, as per your recommendation.
-END-OF-PREFACE-
---------------------------------------------------------------
You still haven't sent the mining equipment, or anything for that
matter. Lending credence to my theory that these messages aren't
reaching anyone.
I still, for some reason, feel the desire to update you. There
are things to tell. Events that happen. Even in this remote
corner of the universe, populated only by three people and a
bunch of strange, inert, red crystals, things happen.
If reminds me of something a philosopher once said, when talking
about 'life' (Life, after all, and the inexplicable human desire
to find more of it, is why we're here).
We usually think of things beginning when life appears. That
is, before life, there are no real 'events'. Life is activity,
motion, desire, growth. In absence of life, there are just rocks
planets, stars, etc. We are fascinated about the question of the
beginning of life, that strange moment when one cell first
divides into two.
But, the philosopher said, there is no life without difference
and before what we call 'life' appeared there was difference. The
universe is full of differences. Or, to be more exact, the
universe made up of of processes, and processes are just a series
of differentiations.
We think of life as continuous, as having a history (genealogy),
a clear beginning and end. But this sense of life, the one that
we cling to so dearly, the reason we voyage out into the void in
search of it, this sense of life is a construct. A story we tell
ourselves to try to make sense of the constant differentiation
and change. Underneath it all is the force of pure difference;
the relation between this molecule and another, between a 1 and a
0, between the geology of this 'dead' rock floating in space and
'that' one. So, if you're tracking a process of differentiation
across the universe, 'events' are happening all the time.
Not with these crystals though. There really is nothing going on
with them, in any sense.
All that's been happening are the overly-familiar kinds of
'events'. PINK ate the last of the apples. I couldn't believe it.
She ate it right in front of me, like it was a perverse act of
sadism. I don't get her sometimes. She is usually so calm and
rational.
NAVY is sulking or has taken a vow of silence or something and
has become as unresponsive as the crystals. I ended up screaming
my head off at him the other night. I feel bad about it now.
These kinds of 'events' tire me. I wish sometimes I could be less
'me', less 'alive', and just be a pebble on the beach or
something. Being slowly eroded by a wave.
----------------------------------------------------------------
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.
----------------------------------------------------------------
</pre>]]></description>
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<item>
<title>monara - On the way to Callisto - Log File</title>
<author>seek@cosmic.voyage (seek)</author>
@ -790,64 +961,6 @@ russas.
>EOT
</pre>]]></description>
</item>
<item>
<title>monara - monara - Esso >> Emails</title>
<author>seek@cosmic.voyage (seek)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/email01.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/email01.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2021 15:18:58 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
######## SpacePost : email-client #############
[ sent ] [ date : 15-12-3320 ]
From : esso98@spacemail.qecm
To : jaura101@spacemail.qecm
CC :
Subject : Reached 'Nadeena' in Ganymede
Hey J,
How ya doing man? I couldn't get in touch with you since the pigs cought me.
Anyway I got out last year. Anyway it's not important now. I know you haven't
been to Ganymede yet, guess what, now I am in Ganymede. I hope to visit
Callisto too, I heard the tunnel city there is like a paradise, but in hell.
Haha just kidding. I mean there can't be a heaven underground, right? Yeah
I know that joke isn't funny. You know my jokes are not funny right.
Anyway it's already late, I already resupplied but thought it's just better
to check if everything is fine with the ship. I hope to spend a couple more
weeks in Ganymede. Is there anyway we can meet? I know you are not here in
Ganymede but just by chance if you visit Jupiter let me know, okay? So that's
all for now cousin, catch ya later.
Ezz.
</pre>]]></description>
</item>
<item>
<title>monara - 128-ESSO >> LOGFILE</title>
<author>seek@cosmic.voyage (seek)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/ESSO >> logfile.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/ESSO >> logfile.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2021 15:17:07 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
## L O G - K E E P E R ##
User : Esso98
type : log file
Date : 13-12-3320
time : 10:26:32
> I could find this small town called 'Nadeena'
> Here most people are mechanics or vendors
> The town is a little bit dirty
> I've already passed many shops selling old
electronics.
> I wish I could find an another Thinkpad
I mean an old one
> I still have to find a motel, a cheap one.
</pre>]]></description>
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