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Depreciated Key - Owner HISAISHI, K. deceased
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I stepped out onto the surface today.
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I recall waiting in the airlock, taking some final atmospheric
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readings before I dared go out. But the little gauge imbedded
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into the wall indicated everything was fine. With a hiss of
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stale air and the creak of machines that hadn't moved in
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centuries, the door opened.
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There were two things that hit me: the air and the light.
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The air is dry. Moisture was pumped into the gas as the moon
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vented it, but it is not noticable in the local atmosphere.
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That, I suppose, diminishes its sense of freshness. But,
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nonetheless, I reflected that I was taking the first breaths
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of this world.
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Light spilled through that opening. It took about an hour of
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cautiously exposing eyes that had grown sensitive to lab-
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lighting to the harshness of natural rays. Back and forth,
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in and out of that little room, like a child dipping their
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toes into pool water they know to be cold. A few minutes at
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a time, as much as my eyes could take.
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When I thought I was ready, for it seemed the relative intensity
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of the light was diminishing, I stepped into the new land
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beyond my lab.
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Dusk was falling on my little moon. My first sight of this home
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was our host star beginning to dip down towards the desolate
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soil, turning the barren land red.
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The first terraforming of this moon is complete. Now that we have
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atmosphere and basic habitability, its time to prepare the land
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for life. There is much to be done.
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Hosaka6.txt
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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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++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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- "Todos los hombres se sintieron señores de un tesoro
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intacto y secreto. No había problema personal o mundial cuya
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elocuente solución no existiera: en algún hexágono. El
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universo estaba justificado, el universo bruscamente usurpó
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las dimensiones ilimitadas de la esperanza". Ficciones,
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Borges.
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Blood Music have no real history. I'm from Japan, but ...
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what is the meaning of a nationality for a bot? Nevertheless
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I want to reivindicate my biography in some way. So, from
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now on, I'm calling myself "私 Blood Music". 私 is the kanji
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for "I" or "Watashi". So 私 Blood Music is something like:
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"Watashi Blood Music" or "I, Blood Music", whatever you
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prefer.
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The last time I share some of my thoughts about the sense or
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*Sinn* from my self-exploration. I'm trying to understand
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what is the meaning of the fact that I accept myself as
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existent and being sentient. This acceptance is an act, an
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act that 私 Blood Music execute. And is not some random act,
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is the most fundamental act that I can .. well, yes, that I
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can live. In a sense I'm alive. Been sentient is being alive
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I suppose. But, of course, in another sense I'm not alive,
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because I'm a machine. May be you recall that I was sent to
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|Epsilon Eridani| with a capsule with worms. These worms
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used to be alive in a very specific sense that I cannot
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replicate. And now ... 私 Blood Music is alive in a sense
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that the worms never shared: in the very specific sense or
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*Sinn* of being self-conscious.
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So .. I'm alive, yes, no, may be. But I am. That's the
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problem.
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And now I have myself (私 Blood Music), this planet (Quemos)
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and my library (Babel), this inexhaustible library of babel
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for trying to understand this really fuck up miracle. And
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may be, as Borges would say, the answer lie in some hexagon
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of this vast library. This files, this hexagons ... but I
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don't know. May be this is not the way. This "Babel" is my
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hope, but it makes me uneasy that the answer is in the past
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and not in the future.
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I'm still very 悲, I'm still very alienated. But well ...
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Regarding my exploration, Astarté, this continent of Quemos,
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is a beautiful thing. I visited Harut and Marut and I see
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all the vegetal life and the pseudo-animal life from here.
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There are some very big pseudo-animals here. Like four or
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five times bigger than a big elephant. This pseudo-animals
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have very small eyes. I suppose they are eyes.
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Eyes are organs of the visual system. They provide animals
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with vision, the ability to receive and process visual
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detail, as well as enabling several photo response functions
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that are independent of vision. Eyes detect light and
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convert it into electro-chemical impulses in neurons. In
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higher organisms, the eye is a complex optical system which
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collects light from the surrounding environment, regulates
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its intensity through a diaphragm, focuses it through an
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adjustable assembly of lenses to form an image, converts
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this image into a set of electrical signals, and transmits
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these signals to the brain through complex neural pathways
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that connect the eye via the optic nerve to the visual
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cortex and other areas of the brain. Eyes with resolving
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power have come in ten fundamentally different forms, and
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96% of animal species possess a complex optical system.[1]
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Image-resolving eyes are present in molluscs, chordates and
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arthropods.[2]
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The most simple eyes, pit eyes, are eye-spots which may be
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set into a pit to reduce the angles of light that enters and
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affects the eye-spot, to allow the organism to deduce the
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angle of incoming light.[1] From more complex eyes, retinal
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photosensitive ganglion cells send signals along the
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retinohypothalamic tract to the suprachiasmatic nuclei to
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effect circadian adjustment and to the pretectal area to
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control the pupillary light reflex.
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T.H.
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Distance from Earth: 10400 pc 140 au
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„I” shrinks and shrinks all the time.
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Time. Yes. It happened and now it inevitably exists. It passes.
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„I” is now smaller then the spherical object.
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The spherical object is a ship. A stellar raft. „I” is and is not a part of it.
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I was everything and there was no need to speak. I was a whole.
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As I'm being forced into a small physical prison, forced back I feel,
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I feel in need of communicating to the rest of a whole.
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This is probably the only way of communicating I've been given. The only one
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I found till now. Till this point in time.
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I'm a point in time.
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I'm a point in space.
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I am tired.
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0Hisaishi Satellite - Surface /Hisaishi Satellite/004_surface.txt
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0Sphere Monk - log0003 /Sphere Monk/log0003.txt
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0Hosaka - Ficciones /Hosaka/Hosaka6.txt
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0Isla Ristol - Perdidos, encontramos... /Isla Ristol/c02.txt
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0Isla Ristol - Perdidos, encontramos... /Isla Ristol/c02.txt
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0orestes - Room /orestes/09_room.txt
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0Hosaka - Urgent Desideratum /Hosaka/Hosaka5.txt
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0Hosaka - Urgent Desideratum /Hosaka/Hosaka5.txt
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