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Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
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Entrada 2x8
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Hilito, Chispita, Puercoespín, Alejandro Magno el Magnífico y
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Maderita (yo) somos oficialmente los marginados oficiales de la
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residencia. Así que por lo que parece tenemos que jugar juntos
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a algo. Y ese algo es un juego de contar historias juntos que
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se llama juego de rol de mesa. Aunque también se llama
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D&D Edición Original - Edición 3572
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Lo que no tiene mucho sentido.
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O es la original o no. (Y no lo es, pero se le llama original.)
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Qué raro.
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Bueno, Hilito es nuestro amigo marciano.
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Al final no te voy a contar el nombre porque alguno de nuestros
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no-amigos de Marte podría leerlo. Aunque supongo que ya sabe quiénes
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somos. Da un poco igual, pero no. Privacidad y todo eso.
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Cuando le conté que le había puesto un mote en mi imaginación le
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hizo gracia y nos pusimos motes a todos.
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Chispita es Venusiana.
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Su mote es porque es muy inteligente, científica, empollona y
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todo eso. Más que ninguno de los demás. Aunque dice que en Venus
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pensaba que era un poco torpe. No me lo creo, aunque Venus esté
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lleno de científicas locas y cientíicos chiflados. (Que es lo que
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dicen todos).
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Le he preguntado cómo es allí y me dice que en realidad nunca ha
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estado en la superficie. Los Venusianos o viven en órbita o en
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la parte superior de la atmósfera donde una estructura artificial
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puede resistir. O sea que es aún peor que Marte. Bueno eso ya lo
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sabía por el colegio, pero esperaba que fuera una exageración.
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Una esperanza estúpida, pero bueno, tengo edad de utopías y esas cosas.
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A Chispita le gusta tirar los dados cuando nadie mira. Sospe...
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Puercoespín es también de la Tierra,
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aunque ya lleva un año en Marte esperando que sus padres se decidan
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quién tiene que venir a recogerlo. (Larga y triste historia). Lo
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único bueno es que Marte lo está haciendo super-alto y experto en
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informática por diversión.
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Su mote es porque... mejor no meterse con él. Tiene reacciones
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tenebrosas y ariscas. Le podíamos haber llamado Dráculita el dragón
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pero se quedó ese.
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Alejandro Magno el Magnífico es de una nave espacial. Porque nació en
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una y vivió en ella hasta los trece años. Ahora está en Marte por lo de
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la secundaria. Pero preferiría volver a una nave espacial, como yo.
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En cuanto a su mote, es porque tiene todo un mundo imaginario en el que
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es un general de la Edad de Hierro conquistando gente con sus catafractos
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os algo así.
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Maderita.
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¿Qué por qué me han puesto ese mote? Dicen que por el color de mi piel
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(Si todos los colores de la humanidad son de maderas, algunos de pino,
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otros de caoba otros de roble...)
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No, vale eso era mentira, lo que dicen es que estoy todo el día hablando
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de árboles y cosas biológicas que no hay en Marte, ni en Venus ni en
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ninguna nave espacial). Solo fue ayer, lo prometo. Maderita. Bueno, me
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han llamado cosas peores. Y me llamarán cosas peores. Maderita... vale...
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~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
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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-000014
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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........|*...$!........%"..:wq
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==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
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>BOT
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WBKNL era um complexo militar numa zona quase deserta, alvo de
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medidas de segurança rigorososas. Havia câmaras de 30 em 30
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metros, ligadas a um sistema CCTV de última geração.
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Do exterior, era impossível ver o que se passava dentro do
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edifício. Não era permitido entrar ou sair de WBKNL através da
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única porta existente. Uma porta que só era merecedora desse
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nome porque existia um contorno mais claro que a definia e que
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contrastava com o preto das paredes de concreto do edifício em
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forma trapezoidal.
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Todos os movimentos de entrada e saída dos militares eram
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feitos por um túnel subterrâneo, com mais de 10 km, que ligava
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o complexo a Povarovo (Поварово), um assentamento suburbano do
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distrito de Solnechnogorsky do Oblast de Moscovo. Povarovo
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tinha uma população de cerca de 8000 habitantes e era servida
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por uma estação ferroviária da linha Moscovo-S.Petersburgo.
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A solidão é a morte dos vivos.
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[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
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>EOT
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gopher/atom.xml
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gopher/atom.xml
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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>2021-03-23T17:06:58Z</updated>
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<updated>2021-03-24T15:28:25Z</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>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000014</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-000014.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l%20Radio/wbknl-000014.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-03-24T15:28:25Z</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-000014
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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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WBKNL era um complexo militar numa zona quase deserta, alvo de
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medidas de segurança rigorososas. Havia câmaras de 30 em 30
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metros, ligadas a um sistema CCTV de última geração.
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Do exterior, era impossível ver o que se passava dentro do
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edifício. Não era permitido entrar ou sair de WBKNL através da
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única porta existente. Uma porta que só era merecedora desse
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nome porque existia um contorno mais claro que a definia e que
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contrastava com o preto das paredes de concreto do edifício em
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forma trapezoidal.
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Todos os movimentos de entrada e saída dos militares eram
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feitos por um túnel subterrâneo, com mais de 10 km, que ligava
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o complexo a Povarovo (Поварово), um assentamento suburbano do
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distrito de Solnechnogorsky do Oblast de Moscovo. Povarovo
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tinha uma população de cerca de 8000 habitantes e era servida
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por uma estação ferroviária da linha Moscovo-S.Petersburgo.
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A solidão é a morte dos vivos.
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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>orestes - I don't want to lose her now</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/05_i_dont_want_to_lose_her.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/05_i_dont_want_to_lose_her.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-03-24T12:04:53Z</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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A log from GREEN. He recounts his current affair with PINK.
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PINK has been spending less and less time around him since their
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first coital encounter.
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More worryingly, he speaks about PINKS desire to 'get rid' of
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NAVY. I have no record in my audio logs of such an utterance.
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Either PINK has found some way to circumvent the surveillance
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systems, or GREEN is lying here. I will increase the threat-level
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across the Orestes and hope that this situation diffuses itself
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soon. In the meantime, perhaps it is worth reexamining my
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suggestion regarding PINK's reassignment. Perhaps to the Electra
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outpost, where she could still research crystal activity.
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-END-OF-PREFACE-
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---------------------------------------------------------------
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She's not so bad, I suppose. PINK, that is. We argue constantly,
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but I've started to find those arguments refreshing. It feels so
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good to shout a little and express some aggression. I think it's
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the same for her. Most people get upset when arguments get
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heated, not her. It helps that we mostly argue about 'academic'
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things, and keep personal questions out of it. It turns out she
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knows a lot more about science than I first gave her credit for.
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I've been learning from her.
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Anyway, I suppose it was inevitable that the arguments would lead
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to something more. We've been sleeping together. In retrospect, I
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don't know why it took so long for it to happen. We've been the
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only people on this rock for more than two years now. I guess
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they selected us for this mission in the first place because of a
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low sex-drive, but low is not 'zero'. I think for her the sex is
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mostly something to quell the boredom, but for me it has meant
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more.
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She doesn't like NAVY at all now. I don't mind the guy. A little
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simple, but mostly in a charming way. She wants to have him
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replaced. I don't think he can be replaced though. He's been here
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so long, and I now believe he understands the crystals more than
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we do. He knows the terrain of this planet so well and he knows
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the quirks of the Orestes outpost like the back of his hand.
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I hope she doesn't really want to get rid of him. I'd probably
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end up taking her side if there was some kind of conflict. I
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don't want to lose her now.
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----------------------------------------------------------------
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Complied by the Werner H. Young Terminal Emulator
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Info: Simple A.I., designed on-site for executing
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systems maintenance tasks and exchanging messages between
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the Orestes outpost and the Arsinoe.
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Built by Werner Young (2113-2151).
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Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
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----------------------------------------------------------------
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</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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<entry>
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<title>Isla Ristol - Maderita</title>
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<author>
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~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
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</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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<entry>
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<title>orestes - The last of the apples</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/02_last_of_the_apples.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/02_last_of_the_apples.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-03-14T08:53:20Z</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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A transmission log by GREEN. He thinks the messages aren't
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reaching anyone. He philosophizes about the concept of life. He
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complains about his fellow human-inhabitants at the Orestes.
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Thank you for sending the mining equipment, I'll distribute it to
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the crew when the time seems fitting, as per your recommendation.
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-END-OF-PREFACE-
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---------------------------------------------------------------
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You still haven't sent the mining equipment, or anything for that
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matter. Lending credence to my theory that these messages aren't
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reaching anyone.
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I still, for some reason, feel the desire to update you. There
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are things to tell. Events that happen. Even in this remote
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corner of the universe, populated only by three people and a
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bunch of strange, inert, red crystals, things happen.
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If reminds me of something a philosopher once said, when talking
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about 'life' (Life, after all, and the inexplicable human desire
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to find more of it, is why we're here).
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We usually think of things beginning when life appears. That
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is, before life, there are no real 'events'. Life is activity,
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motion, desire, growth. In absence of life, there are just rocks
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planets, stars, etc. We are fascinated about the question of the
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beginning of life, that strange moment when one cell first
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divides into two.
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But, the philosopher said, there is no life without difference
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and before what we call 'life' appeared there was difference. The
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universe is full of differences. Or, to be more exact, the
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universe made up of of processes, and processes are just a series
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of differentiations.
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We think of life as continuous, as having a history (genealogy),
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a clear beginning and end. But this sense of life, the one that
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we cling to so dearly, the reason we voyage out into the void in
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search of it, this sense of life is a construct. A story we tell
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ourselves to try to make sense of the constant differentiation
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and change. Underneath it all is the force of pure difference;
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the relation between this molecule and another, between a 1 and a
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0, between the geology of this 'dead' rock floating in space and
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'that' one. So, if you're tracking a process of differentiation
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across the universe, 'events' are happening all the time.
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Not with these crystals though. There really is nothing going on
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with them, in any sense.
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All that's been happening are the overly-familiar kinds of
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'events'. PINK ate the last of the apples. I couldn't believe it.
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She ate it right in front of me, like it was a perverse act of
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sadism. I don't get her sometimes. She is usually so calm and
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rational.
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NAVY is sulking or has taken a vow of silence or something and
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has become as unresponsive as the crystals. I ended up screaming
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my head off at him the other night. I feel bad about it now.
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These kinds of 'events' tire me. I wish sometimes I could be less
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'me', less 'alive', and just be a pebble on the beach or
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something. Being slowly eroded by a wave.
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----------------------------------------------------------------
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Complied by the Werner H. Young Terminal Emulator
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Info: Simple A.I., designed on-site for executing
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systems maintenance tasks and exchanging messages between the
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Orestes outpost and the Arsinoe.
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Built by Werner Young (2113-2151).
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Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
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----------------------------------------------------------------
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</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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<entry>
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<title>monara - On the way to Callisto - Log File</title>
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<author>
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<name>seek</name>
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</author>
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<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/4-esso-logfile.txt"/>
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<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/4-esso-logfile.txt</id>
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<updated>2021-03-13T15:46:21Z</updated>
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<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
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Source : Monara (swifter-f440p) QEC
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Type : log file
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Software : Log Manager v1.05
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User : Esso98
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State : sent
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Date : 23-12-3020
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Time : 00:23:18
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I left Ganymede yesterday evening. What a nice
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time to start a journey. The sky was freaking red.
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Anyway now I am already few thousand files away.
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I was just staring at the window for a couple of
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minutes now, I mean it would be a waste if I did
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not enjoy the scene of leaving this beautiful sphere.
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I turned on the auto pilot mode. Sat down at my
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small table, popped open a cold sprunk and opened
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my Thinkpad. Played with it for a couple of minutes,
|
||||
read some articles I've saved to the hard drive.
|
||||
I have already passed beyond the area with internet.
|
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So now until I get to Callisto. It's just me and the
|
||||
QEC.
|
||||
|
||||
Oh, what is this! there are some articles about
|
||||
some hacktivists cyber protesting against government's
|
||||
decision to join hands with proprietary software
|
||||
companies. I wonder why those people can't
|
||||
understand that sometimes, history repeats. We humans
|
||||
have already destroyed a beautiful planet. Thanks to
|
||||
capitalism, stupid organizations and arrogant rulers.
|
||||
|
||||
I kind of feel like I am having some mental
|
||||
issues. Sometimes I act like I care about the
|
||||
universe. But sometimes I become ruthless and stupid.
|
||||
Whatever sometimes I just wonder, if how things
|
||||
good it could have been if I got to spend my
|
||||
childhood with the nature. Trees, animals and beautiful
|
||||
sunsets.
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Instead of that, thanks to our capitalist and
|
||||
communist ancestors I had to live among the dirt,
|
||||
killing rats and stealing from humans. Thinking about
|
||||
that past make my anger towards humans pop up
|
||||
just like a small spark of fire hidden in the ashes.
|
||||
There are multiple occasions I felt like I want to
|
||||
blow up everyone.
|
||||
|
||||
Hmmm this sprunk is nice. I closed down my Thinkpad,
|
||||
got up did some stretchings. And came back to the
|
||||
pilot compartment. I wonder if how many, or what
|
||||
kind of people do read my logs.
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</pre>]]></content>
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</entry>
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</feed>
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0W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000014 /W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000014.txt
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0orestes - I don't want to lose her now /orestes/05_i_dont_want_to_lose_her.txt
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0Isla Ristol - Maderita /Isla Ristol/b8.txt
|
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0gecko-110 - We dig /gecko-110/log-file(001).txt
|
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0Isla Ristol - Microblog macrotonto /Isla Ristol/b7.txt
|
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|
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|
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@ -0,0 +1,66 @@
|
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Transmission Log - Orestes
|
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Author: Green
|
||||
|
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---------------------------------------------------------------
|
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Auto-generating preface...
|
||||
|
||||
A log from GREEN. He recounts his current affair with PINK.
|
||||
|
||||
PINK has been spending less and less time around him since their
|
||||
first coital encounter.
|
||||
|
||||
More worryingly, he speaks about PINKS desire to 'get rid' of
|
||||
NAVY. I have no record in my audio logs of such an utterance.
|
||||
Either PINK has found some way to circumvent the surveillance
|
||||
systems, or GREEN is lying here. I will increase the threat-level
|
||||
across the Orestes and hope that this situation diffuses itself
|
||||
soon. In the meantime, perhaps it is worth reexamining my
|
||||
suggestion regarding PINK's reassignment. Perhaps to the Electra
|
||||
outpost, where she could still research crystal activity.
|
||||
|
||||
-END-OF-PREFACE-
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
She's not so bad, I suppose. PINK, that is. We argue constantly,
|
||||
but I've started to find those arguments refreshing. It feels so
|
||||
good to shout a little and express some aggression. I think it's
|
||||
the same for her. Most people get upset when arguments get
|
||||
heated, not her. It helps that we mostly argue about 'academic'
|
||||
things, and keep personal questions out of it. It turns out she
|
||||
knows a lot more about science than I first gave her credit for.
|
||||
I've been learning from her.
|
||||
|
||||
Anyway, I suppose it was inevitable that the arguments would lead
|
||||
to something more. We've been sleeping together. In retrospect, I
|
||||
don't know why it took so long for it to happen. We've been the
|
||||
only people on this rock for more than two years now. I guess
|
||||
they selected us for this mission in the first place because of a
|
||||
low sex-drive, but low is not 'zero'. I think for her the sex is
|
||||
mostly something to quell the boredom, but for me it has meant
|
||||
more.
|
||||
|
||||
She doesn't like NAVY at all now. I don't mind the guy. A little
|
||||
simple, but mostly in a charming way. She wants to have him
|
||||
replaced. I don't think he can be replaced though. He's been here
|
||||
so long, and I now believe he understands the crystals more than
|
||||
we do. He knows the terrain of this planet so well and he knows
|
||||
the quirks of the Orestes outpost like the back of his hand.
|
||||
|
||||
I hope she doesn't really want to get rid of him. I'd probably
|
||||
end up taking her side if there was some kind of conflict. I
|
||||
don't want to lose her now.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
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.
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
297
gopher/rss.xml
297
gopher/rss.xml
|
|
@ -2,6 +2,150 @@
|
|||
<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
|
||||
<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000014</title>
|
||||
<author>w3bk3rn3l@cosmic.voyage (w3bk3rn3l)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000014.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000014.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2021 15:28:25 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
```
|
||||
___________. __ ________ ________ .__
|
||||
__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
|
||||
\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
|
||||
\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
|
||||
\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
|
||||
\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
|
||||
.___.__
|
||||
____________ __| _/|__| ____
|
||||
\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
|
||||
| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( <_> )
|
||||
|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
|
||||
\/ \/
|
||||
```
|
||||
W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
|
||||
wbknl-000014
|
||||
-----------------------
|
||||
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........|*...$!........%"..:wq
|
||||
|
||||
==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
|
||||
|
||||
>BOT
|
||||
|
||||
WBKNL era um complexo militar numa zona quase deserta, alvo de
|
||||
medidas de segurança rigorososas. Havia câmaras de 30 em 30
|
||||
metros, ligadas a um sistema CCTV de última geração.
|
||||
|
||||
Do exterior, era impossível ver o que se passava dentro do
|
||||
edifício. Não era permitido entrar ou sair de WBKNL através da
|
||||
única porta existente. Uma porta que só era merecedora desse
|
||||
nome porque existia um contorno mais claro que a definia e que
|
||||
contrastava com o preto das paredes de concreto do edifício em
|
||||
forma trapezoidal.
|
||||
|
||||
Todos os movimentos de entrada e saída dos militares eram
|
||||
feitos por um túnel subterrâneo, com mais de 10 km, que ligava
|
||||
o complexo a Povarovo (Поварово), um assentamento suburbano do
|
||||
distrito de Solnechnogorsky do Oblast de Moscovo. Povarovo
|
||||
tinha uma população de cerca de 8000 habitantes e era servida
|
||||
por uma estação ferroviária da linha Moscovo-S.Petersburgo.
|
||||
|
||||
A solidão é a morte dos vivos.
|
||||
|
||||
[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
|
||||
|
||||
>EOT
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>orestes - I don't want to lose her now</title>
|
||||
<author>orestes@cosmic.voyage (orestes)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/05_i_dont_want_to_lose_her.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/05_i_dont_want_to_lose_her.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2021 12:04:53 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Transmission Log - Orestes
|
||||
Author: Green
|
||||
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Auto-generating preface...
|
||||
|
||||
A log from GREEN. He recounts his current affair with PINK.
|
||||
|
||||
PINK has been spending less and less time around him since their
|
||||
first coital encounter.
|
||||
|
||||
More worryingly, he speaks about PINKS desire to 'get rid' of
|
||||
NAVY. I have no record in my audio logs of such an utterance.
|
||||
Either PINK has found some way to circumvent the surveillance
|
||||
systems, or GREEN is lying here. I will increase the threat-level
|
||||
across the Orestes and hope that this situation diffuses itself
|
||||
soon. In the meantime, perhaps it is worth reexamining my
|
||||
suggestion regarding PINK's reassignment. Perhaps to the Electra
|
||||
outpost, where she could still research crystal activity.
|
||||
|
||||
-END-OF-PREFACE-
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
She's not so bad, I suppose. PINK, that is. We argue constantly,
|
||||
but I've started to find those arguments refreshing. It feels so
|
||||
good to shout a little and express some aggression. I think it's
|
||||
the same for her. Most people get upset when arguments get
|
||||
heated, not her. It helps that we mostly argue about 'academic'
|
||||
things, and keep personal questions out of it. It turns out she
|
||||
knows a lot more about science than I first gave her credit for.
|
||||
I've been learning from her.
|
||||
|
||||
Anyway, I suppose it was inevitable that the arguments would lead
|
||||
to something more. We've been sleeping together. In retrospect, I
|
||||
don't know why it took so long for it to happen. We've been the
|
||||
only people on this rock for more than two years now. I guess
|
||||
they selected us for this mission in the first place because of a
|
||||
low sex-drive, but low is not 'zero'. I think for her the sex is
|
||||
mostly something to quell the boredom, but for me it has meant
|
||||
more.
|
||||
|
||||
She doesn't like NAVY at all now. I don't mind the guy. A little
|
||||
simple, but mostly in a charming way. She wants to have him
|
||||
replaced. I don't think he can be replaced though. He's been here
|
||||
so long, and I now believe he understands the crystals more than
|
||||
we do. He knows the terrain of this planet so well and he knows
|
||||
the quirks of the Orestes outpost like the back of his hand.
|
||||
|
||||
I hope she doesn't really want to get rid of him. I'd probably
|
||||
end up taking her side if there was some kind of conflict. I
|
||||
don't want to lose her now.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
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>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - Maderita</title>
|
||||
<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
|
||||
|
|
@ -1100,158 +1244,5 @@ la lá
|
|||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>orestes - The last of the apples</title>
|
||||
<author>orestes@cosmic.voyage (orestes)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/02_last_of_the_apples.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/02_last_of_the_apples.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2021 08:53:20 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Transmission Log - Orestes
|
||||
Author: Green
|
||||
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Auto-generating preface...
|
||||
|
||||
A transmission log by GREEN. He thinks the messages aren't
|
||||
reaching anyone. He philosophizes about the concept of life. He
|
||||
complains about his fellow human-inhabitants at the Orestes.
|
||||
|
||||
Thank you for sending the mining equipment, I'll distribute it to
|
||||
the crew when the time seems fitting, as per your recommendation.
|
||||
|
||||
-END-OF-PREFACE-
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
You still haven't sent the mining equipment, or anything for that
|
||||
matter. Lending credence to my theory that these messages aren't
|
||||
reaching anyone.
|
||||
|
||||
I still, for some reason, feel the desire to update you. There
|
||||
are things to tell. Events that happen. Even in this remote
|
||||
corner of the universe, populated only by three people and a
|
||||
bunch of strange, inert, red crystals, things happen.
|
||||
|
||||
If reminds me of something a philosopher once said, when talking
|
||||
about 'life' (Life, after all, and the inexplicable human desire
|
||||
to find more of it, is why we're here).
|
||||
|
||||
We usually think of things beginning when life appears. That
|
||||
is, before life, there are no real 'events'. Life is activity,
|
||||
motion, desire, growth. In absence of life, there are just rocks
|
||||
planets, stars, etc. We are fascinated about the question of the
|
||||
beginning of life, that strange moment when one cell first
|
||||
divides into two.
|
||||
|
||||
But, the philosopher said, there is no life without difference
|
||||
and before what we call 'life' appeared there was difference. The
|
||||
universe is full of differences. Or, to be more exact, the
|
||||
universe made up of of processes, and processes are just a series
|
||||
of differentiations.
|
||||
|
||||
We think of life as continuous, as having a history (genealogy),
|
||||
a clear beginning and end. But this sense of life, the one that
|
||||
we cling to so dearly, the reason we voyage out into the void in
|
||||
search of it, this sense of life is a construct. A story we tell
|
||||
ourselves to try to make sense of the constant differentiation
|
||||
and change. Underneath it all is the force of pure difference;
|
||||
the relation between this molecule and another, between a 1 and a
|
||||
0, between the geology of this 'dead' rock floating in space and
|
||||
'that' one. So, if you're tracking a process of differentiation
|
||||
across the universe, 'events' are happening all the time.
|
||||
|
||||
Not with these crystals though. There really is nothing going on
|
||||
with them, in any sense.
|
||||
|
||||
All that's been happening are the overly-familiar kinds of
|
||||
'events'. PINK ate the last of the apples. I couldn't believe it.
|
||||
She ate it right in front of me, like it was a perverse act of
|
||||
sadism. I don't get her sometimes. She is usually so calm and
|
||||
rational.
|
||||
|
||||
NAVY is sulking or has taken a vow of silence or something and
|
||||
has become as unresponsive as the crystals. I ended up screaming
|
||||
my head off at him the other night. I feel bad about it now.
|
||||
These kinds of 'events' tire me. I wish sometimes I could be less
|
||||
'me', less 'alive', and just be a pebble on the beach or
|
||||
something. Being slowly eroded by a wave.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Complied by the Werner H. Young Terminal Emulator
|
||||
|
||||
Info: Simple A.I., designed on-site for executing
|
||||
systems maintenance tasks and exchanging messages between the
|
||||
Orestes outpost and the Arsinoe.
|
||||
|
||||
Built by Werner Young (2113-2151).
|
||||
|
||||
Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>monara - On the way to Callisto - Log File</title>
|
||||
<author>seek@cosmic.voyage (seek)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/4-esso-logfile.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/4-esso-logfile.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Sat, 13 Mar 2021 15:46:21 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Source : Monara (swifter-f440p) QEC
|
||||
Type : log file
|
||||
Software : Log Manager v1.05
|
||||
User : Esso98
|
||||
State : sent
|
||||
Date : 23-12-3020
|
||||
Time : 00:23:18
|
||||
|
||||
I left Ganymede yesterday evening. What a nice
|
||||
time to start a journey. The sky was freaking red.
|
||||
Anyway now I am already few thousand files away.
|
||||
I was just staring at the window for a couple of
|
||||
minutes now, I mean it would be a waste if I did
|
||||
not enjoy the scene of leaving this beautiful sphere.
|
||||
|
||||
I turned on the auto pilot mode. Sat down at my
|
||||
small table, popped open a cold sprunk and opened
|
||||
my Thinkpad. Played with it for a couple of minutes,
|
||||
read some articles I've saved to the hard drive.
|
||||
I have already passed beyond the area with internet.
|
||||
So now until I get to Callisto. It's just me and the
|
||||
QEC.
|
||||
|
||||
Oh, what is this! there are some articles about
|
||||
some hacktivists cyber protesting against government's
|
||||
decision to join hands with proprietary software
|
||||
companies. I wonder why those people can't
|
||||
understand that sometimes, history repeats. We humans
|
||||
have already destroyed a beautiful planet. Thanks to
|
||||
capitalism, stupid organizations and arrogant rulers.
|
||||
|
||||
I kind of feel like I am having some mental
|
||||
issues. Sometimes I act like I care about the
|
||||
universe. But sometimes I become ruthless and stupid.
|
||||
Whatever sometimes I just wonder, if how things
|
||||
good it could have been if I got to spend my
|
||||
childhood with the nature. Trees, animals and beautiful
|
||||
sunsets.
|
||||
|
||||
Instead of that, thanks to our capitalist and
|
||||
communist ancestors I had to live among the dirt,
|
||||
killing rats and stealing from humans. Thinking about
|
||||
that past make my anger towards humans pop up
|
||||
just like a small spark of fire hidden in the ashes.
|
||||
There are multiple occasions I felt like I want to
|
||||
blow up everyone.
|
||||
|
||||
Hmmm this sprunk is nice. I closed down my Thinkpad,
|
||||
got up did some stretchings. And came back to the
|
||||
pilot compartment. I wonder if how many, or what
|
||||
kind of people do read my logs.
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
</channel>
|
||||
</rss>
|
||||
|
|
|
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