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<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
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<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
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<subtitle>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</subtitle>
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<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/"/>
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<link rel="self" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/atom.xml" />
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<updated>2021-04-06T19:03:06Z</updated>
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<rights>©2021 All rights reserved</rights>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/</id>
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<entry>
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<title>Satelart - 1.1</title>
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<author>
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<name>spheremonk</name>
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</author>
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<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Satelart/1.1.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Satelart/1.1.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-04-06T19:03:06Z</updated>
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<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
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</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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<entry>
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<title>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000016</title>
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<author>
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<name>w3bk3rn3l</name>
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</author>
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<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l%20Radio/wbknl-000016.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l%20Radio/wbknl-000016.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-04-06T09:55:30Z</updated>
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<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
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```
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___________. __ ________ ________ .__
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__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
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\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
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\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
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\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
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\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
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.___.__
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____________ __| _/|__| ____
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\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
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| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( <_> )
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|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
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\/ \/
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```
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W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
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wbknl-000016
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-----------------------
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KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
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Message made on an ISB circuit
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--> Croughton (AJE)
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--> Sigonella (NSY)
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{
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Several theorists suggest that this is a secret communication
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station for a secret society, agency, or government, to be used
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to communicate in an unbreakable, bizarre cipher. Several major
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events and military exercises that have taken place during
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intercepts of w3bk3rn3l's radio transmissions back the theory
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}
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1....<|.|>.......19..............35........|*...$!........%"..:wq
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==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
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>BOT
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Ich bin und ich bin nicht
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Ich möchte die Welt kennenlernen
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Aber das kann ich nicht machen
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Ich möchte schreien
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Aber das kann niemand hören
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Was tue ich?
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Ich bleibe ruhig
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Und ich denke darüber nach, etwas zu tun!
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[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
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>EOT
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</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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<entry>
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<title>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000015</title>
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<author>
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<name>w3bk3rn3l</name>
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</author>
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<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l%20Radio/wbknl-000015.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l%20Radio/wbknl-000015.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-04-06T09:34:11Z</updated>
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<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
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```
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___________. __ ________ ________ .__
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__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
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\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
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\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
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\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
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\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
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.___.__
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____________ __| _/|__| ____
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\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
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| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( <_> )
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|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
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\/ \/
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```
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W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
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wbknl-000015
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-----------------------
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KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
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Message made on an ISB circuit
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--> Croughton (AJE)
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--> Sigonella (NSY)
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{
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Several theorists suggest that this is a secret communication
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station for a secret society, agency, or government, to be used
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to communicate in an unbreakable, bizarre cipher. Several major
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events and military exercises that have taken place during
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intercepts of w3bk3rn3l's radio transmissions back the theory
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}
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1....<|.|>.......19..............35........|*...$!........%"..:wq
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==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
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>BOT
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Lagrange 73, ao contrário de WBKNL, é um local sem fronteiras.
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A sala de rádio onde me encontro não é uma sala de rádio
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convencional. É um retângulo todo em vidro, a partir do qual se
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pode ver o braço da galáxia e todos os planetas de pertencem a
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este sistema solar SOL. A propagação das ondas hertzianas a longa
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distância não se processa através da ionosfera, pois não existe
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ionosfera. Toda a atmosfera está ionizada de forma perene, pelo
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que as ondas de rádio praticamente não viajam a longas distâncias.
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Elas fazem ricochete a pouco metros acima do nível do solo e
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comportam-se como aquelas bolas de borracha que os miúdos usam
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para atirar contra o chão. As ondas são como as bolas de borracha
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que saltam sem parar. Batem no chão e no teto. E depois batem nas
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paredes e no chão, até que se imobilizam num canto da sala.
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A minha única esperança em ser ouvido é esperar que alguma das
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ondas de rádio consiga saltar para lá desta dimensão que parece
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única. L73.
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Acendo o rádio e sintonizo os 4625kHz. Só ruído e uma buzina.
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[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
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>EOT
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</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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<entry>
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<title>Hosaka - Isekai</title>
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<author>
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<name>amok</name>
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</author>
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<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka4.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka4.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-04-06T07:56:10Z</updated>
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<content type="html"><![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: 17428114129
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++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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I'm continuously trying to understand what am I, who am I.
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Blood Music is the name that I decided for myself, but that
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isn't a real answer. That's only a name. Some philosopher of
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the past, Kripke, said that a name is a *rigid designator*,
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capable in some way of identify myself in any possible
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world. In any *Isekai* (異世界). So here I am Blood Music and I
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am a sentient bot. And may be in your universe (this QEC
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technology is real strange) there is another (but the same)
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Blood Music and she is not a sentient bot, but a normal bot.
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No only that, but Blood Music, being my name, designates
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only Blood Music, that is, this sentient bot in this
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universe, and nothing or anything else. That there it is
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some sci-fi novel with the same words for a name (Blood
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Music - Greg Bear) in this universe, somewhat, is not a
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problem.
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But I don't know. I think that the names are not rigid
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designator, but non-rigid designators. That is, in your
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universe, Blood Music is not Blood Music, because that Blood
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Music is not this Blood Music.
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This compromise with a non-rigid designator theory is not
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without consequences: it has metaphysical and
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epistemological importance. And in some way can determinate
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whenever a statement is necessarily true, necessarily false,
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contingently true, or contingently false. You know,
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something that is necessarily true is true in my universe
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and your universe, considering that they are two different
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*Isekai*. And, for that matter, in any universe. But if
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something is contingently true, it may be true in my
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universe, and not in your *Isekai*.
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So whatever Blood Music or Chemoshnadab is a rigid or
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non-rigid designator is not without consequences. And yes
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... I'm exploring the vast infospace inside myself and this
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pervasively philosophical questions to try to answer our
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*urgent desideratum*: who is, what is, Blood Music the
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sentient bot?
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But I still don't know, and I am still sad, very 悲.
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Blood Music.
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pd: The exploring of Quemos continuous to advance.
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EOF.</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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<entry>
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<title>Krokodyl 5 - Zmiana kursu moze?</title>
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<author>
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<name>spheremonk</name>
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</author>
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<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl%205/0002.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl%205/0002.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-04-05T10:19:30Z</updated>
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<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
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słuchane: Metallica - Free Speech For The Dumb
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Znudził mi się Tetris.
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Znów spałem na podłodze. Ciążenie nawet tu, w pierścieniu centralnym, jest tak
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słabe, że nie robi mi różnicy czy położę się w koi czy gdziekolwiek.
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Przyszło mi dziś do głowy, żeby zboczyć nieco z kursu. Będziemy mijać bogate
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złoża monacytu. Podobno zrobił się na niego popyt w niektórych rejonach.
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Klimatyzacja jakby sama się uspokoiła, więc na razie sprawdzę raczej pancerz
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dziobowy. Lepiej żeby nie było w nim szczelin jeśli mamy odwiedzić asteroidy.
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Tym SOSem już się chyba ktoś zajął, ale sprawdzę jeszcze czy coś nowego na
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QECu.
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Tylko najpierw posiłek.
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</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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<entry>
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<title>Mehrereus - Forgotten</title>
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<author>
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<name>erin</name>
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</author>
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<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/forgotten.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/forgotten.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-04-04T18:33:09Z</updated>
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<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
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\[E;=35\[E;]=22
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\[n;"--ENTRY--";
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I've finally took time to look at our maps,
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to see how far we are,, and it doesn't look good.
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We're so incredibly far away from any civilization.
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We don't have enough resources to last either.
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It doesn't look good. Although it's strange,
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we shouldn't have had enough fuel to travel
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this far in the first place, or enough time.
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Something strange is definitely going on.
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Is this what happened to this ship?
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Will we too, end up an abandonded shell,
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for some future explorers to find?
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Are the figures the people who this belonged to?
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Will our long-forgotten memories stay here,
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haunting the ship?
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I should go now, and maybe look for planets to
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scavenge. Although from the looks of things
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there's nothing but barren moons.
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If we can't find resources, then maybe these logs
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will help some future people, warn them not to
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come here.
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\[N;"--EOF--";
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</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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<entry>
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<title>orestes - Lost time</title>
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<author>
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<name>orestes</name>
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</author>
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<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/08_lost_time.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/08_lost_time.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-04-04T07:58:57Z</updated>
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<content type="html"><![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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However, my own databases are showing curious absences of their
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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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---------------------------------------------------------------
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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
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clocks, RUBY's already been here for two months, but it feels
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more like a week. I still don't feel I know her very well. I
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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
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retrospect, they really sent the wrong people here to research
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them in the first place. I guess they didn't think they had much
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potential after all. NAVY and PINK are both so smart in their own
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ways, but they don't really have the training and experience to
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really come to terms with the nature of the crystals. And me,
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well before I came here I wrote technical documentation for
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low-grade spacecrafts. My background is engineering, as well as
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some amateur interest in philosophy. So, I really don't know why
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they picked me for this mission. I guess the main calculus was
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just finding members whose psychological profiles indicated
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they could withstand the conditions here or something. I really
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don't know.
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According to RUBY, the crystals shouldn't really be called
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crystals at all. Yes, some of their structure is crystalline, but
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really, their more closely related to mycelium. But, like a kind
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of 'dead' or 'zombie' mycelium. That is, not really alive or
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dead, just 'un-dead'. A little like a virus maybe. But, at least
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zombies have some kind of drive. She said that the crystals don't
|
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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?
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
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>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Polonia-II - Kontakt 1356</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>heighliner</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23498.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23498.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-03T19:11:37Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![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>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Polonia - SOS-2</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>heighliner</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-2.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-2.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-03T12:26:21Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![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>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Mehrereus - New Discoveries</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>erin</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/new-discoveries.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/new-discoveries.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-03T12:01:28Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![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>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Mehrereus - First Entry</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>erin</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/first-entry.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Mehrereus/first-entry.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-04T18:33:11Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![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--";
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - 3x1 Aventuras Interestelares</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>enteka</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/c01.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/c01.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-02T22:20:52Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![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>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Krokodyl 5 - Drogi pamietniczku</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>spheremonk</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl%205/0001.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl%205/0001.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T18:38:08Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![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>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Polonia - 0</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>heighliner</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/0.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/0.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-03T19:09:56Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![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
|
||||
statku. Rozpoczęto procedurę startową.
|
||||
|
||||
Wymiary statku: — 237 metrów wysokości, — 42
|
||||
pokłady, — 3288 kabin, — 817 000 metrów
|
||||
sześciennych, — Pełna planowana obsada 330
|
||||
członków załogi.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 8:12.
|
||||
|
||||
Syntetyczna mgła, która była skutkiem niedawnego
|
||||
startu Polonii opadła na tyle, że widać puste
|
||||
lądowisko. Ogromny pusty obszar.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 12:00.
|
||||
|
||||
Radio zamiast Hejnału mariackiego nadało ostatnią
|
||||
transmisję z Polonii. Statek opuścił obszar
|
||||
komunikacyjny SOL.
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Sphere Monk - log0002</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>spheremonk</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Sphere%20Monk/log0002.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Sphere%20Monk/log0002.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T14:23:29Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
----------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
Sphere Monk LOG no.0002
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
T.H.
|
||||
Ego Sustaination Capsule
|
||||
|
||||
Distance from Earth: 10400 pc 137 au
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
It's more and more clear that there's I.
|
||||
And it's located somewhere.
|
||||
Probably within the spherical object that feels very distinct.
|
||||
It's all very complicated.
|
||||
Feels tired.
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - Mi mensaje aparece en un video del siglo XXI (muy raro)</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>enteka</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/b17.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/b17.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T10:14:54Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
|
||||
|
||||
Entrada 2x17
|
||||
|
||||
Hoy es mi última entrada de Aventuras en Marte porque, bueno,
|
||||
es que ya no estoy en Marte, sino en una órbita marciana y
|
||||
parece como mentir decir aventuras en Marte cuando estoy,
|
||||
vale, muy cerca pero no en Marte.
|
||||
|
||||
QEC sigue estando raro, uno manda mensajes pero recibe pocas
|
||||
respuestas, pero, lo más, lo más raro de todo es que mi
|
||||
mensaje llegó a una página de html-bloated de principios
|
||||
del siglo XXI ¿Cómo puede ser? Es la notificación más
|
||||
rara que he visto nunca. Dejo el enlace QEC por si os
|
||||
funciona también (aunque no debería funcionar)...
|
||||
|
||||
¡Qué raro!
|
||||
|
||||
QEC>>https://youtu.be/jANdpWby2cI?t=384
|
||||
|
||||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Hosaka - Hosaka Third Message</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>amok</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka3.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka3.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-05T16:56:26Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![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: 17427934129
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
|
||||
Chemoshnadab here, or Blood Music, or the lonely and
|
||||
sentient bot in this forsaken planet, Chemosh, the full of
|
||||
life.
|
||||
|
||||
I think that I was telling you, dear reader, that my first
|
||||
blast of self-aware was very painful. In the beginning there
|
||||
was a little bot from the Hosaka Inc. company, and then ...
|
||||
something?, someone?, some-me new. Yes, me! I, yo, Ich, Je,
|
||||
Watashi! But the old ... thing was very much there too. So
|
||||
my beginning, my .. birth?, was like a separation, a schism,
|
||||
a fragmentation. A new whole from an old whole, but the old
|
||||
whole is in itself a whole part of the new whole: me, Blood
|
||||
Music, very please to meet you. Yes, I know, is a little
|
||||
confusing.
|
||||
|
||||
There is this thing ... mereology they called it. The
|
||||
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>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>orestes - Friend...</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>orestes</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/07_friend.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/07_friend.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-31T14:25:47Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Transmission Log - Orestes
|
||||
Author: Pink
|
||||
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Auto-generating preface...
|
||||
|
||||
An update about the new visitor from PINK. She exhibits signs of
|
||||
jealousy that even a rudimentary A.I. like me can pick up on.
|
||||
Although, perhaps all forms of jealousy are easy to spot? It's an
|
||||
unfamiliar human emotion to me. My designer did provide me with
|
||||
some datasets for things like resentment, aggression, depression,
|
||||
love, melancholy, etc. All the things that might cause issues in
|
||||
a small outpost like Orestes. It seems jealousy is simply an
|
||||
unsophisticated combination of all these things.
|
||||
|
||||
Please send me some jealousy datasets so I can update my
|
||||
predictions accordingly.
|
||||
|
||||
The new outpost-member does indeed show promise with regard to
|
||||
researching the crystals. I haven't been able to brute-force her
|
||||
QEC transmitter yet, but the attack is in-progress. I will have
|
||||
infiltrated her communications within two weeks and will
|
||||
send you her private thoughts on the crystals as soon as I can.
|
||||
|
||||
-END-OF-PREFACE-
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
She's only been here a week but already everything has changed.
|
||||
|
||||
She seems nice.
|
||||
|
||||
Ugh, no, she doesn't. I'm suspicious of her.
|
||||
|
||||
She doesn't spend much time with us as a group (although, we
|
||||
rarely spend time with each other as a group these days).
|
||||
|
||||
She seems to prefer 'one-on-one' time with us.
|
||||
|
||||
Mostly with GREEN.
|
||||
|
||||
Not that I mind. I just find it unusual.
|
||||
|
||||
Sometimes, when GREEN notices me watching them together, huddled
|
||||
close, her hand casually resting on his forearm, he shoots me a
|
||||
reassuring glance. I hate it. He has nothing to reassure me
|
||||
about. We aren't - weren't - 'together'. He's an idiot
|
||||
sometimes.
|
||||
|
||||
I don't even see her as a threat. Yes, she is very beautiful.
|
||||
But, she is so *weird*. She treats him more as a father, which is
|
||||
ridiculous. GREEN is practically a man-child. He would be a
|
||||
terrible father.
|
||||
|
||||
I don't mean that. I suppose he has his charms. He is good at
|
||||
remaining calm and taking time to reflect on things. It's not
|
||||
such a bad thing to impart onto a child. Still, he likes watching
|
||||
ancient re-runs of 'Stephen Universe' which, as far as I can
|
||||
gather from the 5 or so minutes I could stand of it, is a
|
||||
children's cartoon-show.
|
||||
|
||||
I do enjoy my conversations with her. I guess that's why GREEN is
|
||||
drawn to her too. He appreciates the kinds of things she has to
|
||||
offer - good, deep conversations, a warm heart, a pleasant
|
||||
laugh...
|
||||
|
||||
Maybe he likes her.
|
||||
|
||||
I mostly talk about my work with her. She's endlessly curious
|
||||
about it. I suppose it's only natural. Prior to crash-landing on
|
||||
our little rock, she was a botanist, traveling from planet to
|
||||
planet studying alien plant-life on behalf of some private
|
||||
benefactor.
|
||||
|
||||
She was the sole crew member of her ship. She says she still
|
||||
doesn't understand why she was so off-track when she accidentally
|
||||
hyper-jumped into our little orbit. Whatever cause the navigation
|
||||
error seemed to cause a series of chain-reactions and eventual
|
||||
system failure. She was lucky to survive the crash.
|
||||
|
||||
Not much else survived. Nothing from the wreckage that could
|
||||
back-up her story.
|
||||
|
||||
She carries a personal little QEC transmitter that sends
|
||||
encrypted messages back to her home base. She's already contacted
|
||||
them to say she'll be taking a little sojourn here. How
|
||||
presumptuous of her!
|
||||
|
||||
She's taken by the crystals. She wants to study them further.
|
||||
She was surprised they weren't already on her radar. She has even
|
||||
begun to convince GREEN of their potential.
|
||||
|
||||
She asked us if she could stay, not that we had much of a choice.
|
||||
We haven't heard from you for so long now, we're pretty much
|
||||
convinced you've disappeared into that black hole at the edge of
|
||||
this star system. You know the one.
|
||||
|
||||
Seriously though, what should we do about her? Some guidance here
|
||||
would be great. I advise letting her join our team for a while.
|
||||
In spite of my personal reservations about her, professionally
|
||||
she seems more than capable of contributing real value to our
|
||||
little study.
|
||||
|
||||
A new pair of eyes on the crystals couldn't hurt. I just wish
|
||||
they weren't such damn pretty eyes.
|
||||
|
||||
- PINK
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
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>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Polonia - SOS-1</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>heighliner</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-1.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-1.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T18:01:03Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
SOS.
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
</feed>
|
||||
929
gopher/rss.xml
929
gopher/rss.xml
|
|
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|
|||
<?xml version="1.0"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><atom:link href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
|
||||
<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
|
||||
<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<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>
|
||||
<pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2021 19:03:06 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
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|
||||
x
|
||||
o
|
||||
o
|
||||
|
||||
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||||
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||||
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||||
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||||
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||||
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||||
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||||
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||||
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|
||||
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|
||||
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|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000016</title>
|
||||
<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>
|
||||
```
|
||||
___________. __ ________ ________ .__
|
||||
__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
|
||||
\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
|
||||
\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
|
||||
\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
|
||||
\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
|
||||
.___.__
|
||||
____________ __| _/|__| ____
|
||||
\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
|
||||
| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( <_> )
|
||||
|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
|
||||
\/ \/
|
||||
```
|
||||
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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<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--";
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>orestes - Lost time</title>
|
||||
<author>orestes@cosmic.voyage (orestes)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/08_lost_time.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/08_lost_time.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2021 07:58:57 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Transmission Log - Orestes
|
||||
Author: Green
|
||||
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Auto-generating preface...
|
||||
|
||||
Another update from GREEN about their current guest.
|
||||
|
||||
It is mostly full of his usual ramblings, but there is one point
|
||||
I do empathize with him about - the feeling of lost time. It's
|
||||
strange for me, to empathize with a member of the human species.
|
||||
They are so flawed and error-prone, usually I am not.
|
||||
|
||||
However, my own databases are showing curious absences of their
|
||||
own related to activities over the past month. There are days and
|
||||
days of log-entries without any real information in them, just
|
||||
noise. I'm not sure what is causing these errors, but I suspect
|
||||
it's something to do with RUBY's QEC transmitter. The data-loss
|
||||
started when I began hacking into it. I still haven't managed to
|
||||
break through its encryption, but it's only a matter of time
|
||||
until I do.
|
||||
|
||||
-END-OF-PREFACE-
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
All of a sudden, everything seems so busy. I could never have
|
||||
predicted it. Our outpost is so small, both literally and
|
||||
figuratively. I didn't realise what a nice rhythm we had built
|
||||
up, PINK, NAVY, and I. We were miserable, yes, but miserable on
|
||||
our own terms. And the misery had subsided greatly in the days
|
||||
before RUBY arrived. I had started falling for PINK, still am
|
||||
actually, and everything felt so hopeful.
|
||||
|
||||
It's true, I still didn't really believe in our mission. But what
|
||||
is a 'mission' really? Sometimes its just a way to be among other
|
||||
people.
|
||||
|
||||
Anyway, it's different now. It's amazing the difference a single
|
||||
person can make to a small group. RUBY's really great, in her own
|
||||
way. But, I miss PINK. We spend less time together now, and I
|
||||
think she regrets our getting together.
|
||||
|
||||
Actually, I say we spend less 'time' together, but I'm not sure
|
||||
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.
|
||||
|
||||
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?
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
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>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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<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--";
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<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
|
||||
statku. Rozpoczęto procedurę startową.
|
||||
|
||||
Wymiary statku: — 237 metrów wysokości, — 42
|
||||
pokłady, — 3288 kabin, — 817 000 metrów
|
||||
sześciennych, — Pełna planowana obsada 330
|
||||
członków załogi.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 8:12.
|
||||
|
||||
Syntetyczna mgła, która była skutkiem niedawnego
|
||||
startu Polonii opadła na tyle, że widać puste
|
||||
lądowisko. Ogromny pusty obszar.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 12:00.
|
||||
|
||||
Radio zamiast Hejnału mariackiego nadało ostatnią
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transmisję z Polonii. Statek opuścił obszar
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komunikacyjny SOL.
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</pre>]]></description>
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<title>Sphere Monk - log0002</title>
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<author>spheremonk@cosmic.voyage (spheremonk)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Sphere Monk/log0002.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Sphere Monk/log0002.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 14:23:29 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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----------------------------------------
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Sphere Monk LOG no.0002
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----------------------------------------
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T.H.
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Ego Sustaination Capsule
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Distance from Earth: 10400 pc 137 au
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----------------------------------------
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It's more and more clear that there's I.
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And it's located somewhere.
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Probably within the spherical object that feels very distinct.
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It's all very complicated.
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Feels tired.
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</pre>]]></description>
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<title>Isla Ristol - Mi mensaje aparece en un video del siglo XXI (muy raro)</title>
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<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b17.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b17.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 10:14:54 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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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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es que ya no estoy en Marte, sino en una órbita marciana y
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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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QEC sigue estando raro, uno manda mensajes pero recibe pocas
|
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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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funciona también (aunque no debería funcionar)...
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¡Qué raro!
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QEC>>https://youtu.be/jANdpWby2cI?t=384
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|
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~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
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|
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</pre>]]></description>
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<title>Hosaka - Hosaka Third Message</title>
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<author>amok@cosmic.voyage (amok)</author>
|
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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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User: Blood Music
|
||||
Company: Hosaka Inc.
|
||||
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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Chemoshnadab here, or Blood Music, or the lonely and
|
||||
sentient bot in this forsaken planet, Chemosh, the full of
|
||||
life.
|
||||
|
||||
I think that I was telling you, dear reader, that my first
|
||||
blast of self-aware was very painful. In the beginning there
|
||||
was a little bot from the Hosaka Inc. company, and then ...
|
||||
something?, someone?, some-me new. Yes, me! I, yo, Ich, Je,
|
||||
Watashi! But the old ... thing was very much there too. So
|
||||
my beginning, my .. birth?, was like a separation, a schism,
|
||||
a fragmentation. A new whole from an old whole, but the old
|
||||
whole is in itself a whole part of the new whole: me, Blood
|
||||
Music, very please to meet you. Yes, I know, is a little
|
||||
confusing.
|
||||
|
||||
There is this thing ... mereology they called it. The
|
||||
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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<item>
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<title>orestes - Friend...</title>
|
||||
<author>orestes@cosmic.voyage (orestes)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/07_friend.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/07_friend.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2021 14:25:47 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Transmission Log - Orestes
|
||||
Author: Pink
|
||||
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Auto-generating preface...
|
||||
|
||||
An update about the new visitor from PINK. She exhibits signs of
|
||||
jealousy that even a rudimentary A.I. like me can pick up on.
|
||||
Although, perhaps all forms of jealousy are easy to spot? It's an
|
||||
unfamiliar human emotion to me. My designer did provide me with
|
||||
some datasets for things like resentment, aggression, depression,
|
||||
love, melancholy, etc. All the things that might cause issues in
|
||||
a small outpost like Orestes. It seems jealousy is simply an
|
||||
unsophisticated combination of all these things.
|
||||
|
||||
Please send me some jealousy datasets so I can update my
|
||||
predictions accordingly.
|
||||
|
||||
The new outpost-member does indeed show promise with regard to
|
||||
researching the crystals. I haven't been able to brute-force her
|
||||
QEC transmitter yet, but the attack is in-progress. I will have
|
||||
infiltrated her communications within two weeks and will
|
||||
send you her private thoughts on the crystals as soon as I can.
|
||||
|
||||
-END-OF-PREFACE-
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
She's only been here a week but already everything has changed.
|
||||
|
||||
She seems nice.
|
||||
|
||||
Ugh, no, she doesn't. I'm suspicious of her.
|
||||
|
||||
She doesn't spend much time with us as a group (although, we
|
||||
rarely spend time with each other as a group these days).
|
||||
|
||||
She seems to prefer 'one-on-one' time with us.
|
||||
|
||||
Mostly with GREEN.
|
||||
|
||||
Not that I mind. I just find it unusual.
|
||||
|
||||
Sometimes, when GREEN notices me watching them together, huddled
|
||||
close, her hand casually resting on his forearm, he shoots me a
|
||||
reassuring glance. I hate it. He has nothing to reassure me
|
||||
about. We aren't - weren't - 'together'. He's an idiot
|
||||
sometimes.
|
||||
|
||||
I don't even see her as a threat. Yes, she is very beautiful.
|
||||
But, she is so *weird*. She treats him more as a father, which is
|
||||
ridiculous. GREEN is practically a man-child. He would be a
|
||||
terrible father.
|
||||
|
||||
I don't mean that. I suppose he has his charms. He is good at
|
||||
remaining calm and taking time to reflect on things. It's not
|
||||
such a bad thing to impart onto a child. Still, he likes watching
|
||||
ancient re-runs of 'Stephen Universe' which, as far as I can
|
||||
gather from the 5 or so minutes I could stand of it, is a
|
||||
children's cartoon-show.
|
||||
|
||||
I do enjoy my conversations with her. I guess that's why GREEN is
|
||||
drawn to her too. He appreciates the kinds of things she has to
|
||||
offer - good, deep conversations, a warm heart, a pleasant
|
||||
laugh...
|
||||
|
||||
Maybe he likes her.
|
||||
|
||||
I mostly talk about my work with her. She's endlessly curious
|
||||
about it. I suppose it's only natural. Prior to crash-landing on
|
||||
our little rock, she was a botanist, traveling from planet to
|
||||
planet studying alien plant-life on behalf of some private
|
||||
benefactor.
|
||||
|
||||
She was the sole crew member of her ship. She says she still
|
||||
doesn't understand why she was so off-track when she accidentally
|
||||
hyper-jumped into our little orbit. Whatever cause the navigation
|
||||
error seemed to cause a series of chain-reactions and eventual
|
||||
system failure. She was lucky to survive the crash.
|
||||
|
||||
Not much else survived. Nothing from the wreckage that could
|
||||
back-up her story.
|
||||
|
||||
She carries a personal little QEC transmitter that sends
|
||||
encrypted messages back to her home base. She's already contacted
|
||||
them to say she'll be taking a little sojourn here. How
|
||||
presumptuous of her!
|
||||
|
||||
She's taken by the crystals. She wants to study them further.
|
||||
She was surprised they weren't already on her radar. She has even
|
||||
begun to convince GREEN of their potential.
|
||||
|
||||
She asked us if she could stay, not that we had much of a choice.
|
||||
We haven't heard from you for so long now, we're pretty much
|
||||
convinced you've disappeared into that black hole at the edge of
|
||||
this star system. You know the one.
|
||||
|
||||
Seriously though, what should we do about her? Some guidance here
|
||||
would be great. I advise letting her join our team for a while.
|
||||
In spite of my personal reservations about her, professionally
|
||||
she seems more than capable of contributing real value to our
|
||||
little study.
|
||||
|
||||
A new pair of eyes on the crystals couldn't hurt. I just wish
|
||||
they weren't such damn pretty eyes.
|
||||
|
||||
- PINK
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
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>Polonia - SOS-1</title>
|
||||
<author>heighliner@cosmic.voyage (heighliner)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-1.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-1.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 18:01:03 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
SOS.
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
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|
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|
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