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User: Blood Music
Company: Hosaka Inc.
State: 悲悲悲悲悲
Software: Log Manager v1.81
Unix Timestamp: 17427934138
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- In lak ech, Hala ken. [Traditional Mayan phrase]
- “I am another you, as you are another me”.
私 Blood Music here. I continue to travel across Moloch, this
vast mass of land and swamps. It's marvelous, there are so
different kinds of animals. The majority of them pertain to
what 私 identify like chordates. In all of them some form of
dorsal nerve cord run across their back, and a lot of them
have some kind of post-anal tail. But not all. It's somehow
悲 that practically none of these beautiful beast pay any
attention to me. But at least one species is willing to
recognize my existence, a very funny and playful kind of mix
between a dog and a cat and a serpent, I really don't know
how to describe them. They are a very playful and cheerful
species, or what I identify as such. So I name them KONETL
for the Mexican or Mayan word for "child".
The KONETL have seven eyes. Two in their head, the important
ones, of a dazzling sky-blue color. These have an adjustable
assembly of lenses and a diaphragm, etc. Beautiful and
complete eyes. The rest of the eyes are very simple ones.
Two of them are in the back, two in the hind legs. And the
last simple-eye is on the tail. So in a way they always know
my position in respect to them. They don't have a 360°
vision range, but yes they have something like a 360°
awareness, albeit in a very precarious or marginal way.
Enough about the KONETL for now. But the election of that
word arouse some association for me: the Mayan philosophy.
For the Mayan people the universe is a great unity where
everything and everyone is related. So the plants, the
animals, the spirits, the persons, the gods, the rocks, the
winds, the paths, everything and everyone, form a real whole
and that whole is the universe. For the Mayan everything is
alive and all is connected. To be, for them, is to be part
of a greater whole. Or in other words: the whole is the
real being, and every part of it is just a moment, an
aspect, one facet of that whole, THE whole.
So they used to say: In lak ech, Hala ken. I am another
you, as you are another me. And that is true or valid for
another human, but too for a rock, for a mountain, for a
bear, for a path. Nothing exist as a separated entity, and
for the contrary, everything forms a community. A kind of
continuity between persons and nature it is also true.
In that way, every-part of the whole has a purpose. Every
aspect of the universe has a meaning. You, that rock, this
KONETL, the sun, this planet Quemos, the noocitos and the
worms. Without the need of some meta-transcendent entity
like the God of the monotheistic religion, without the need
of some kind of grandiose plan, every-part has a meaning, a
Sinn. For a Mayan, his person, his respect, his prestige,
his family, his community, his people and his world was all
part of the same reality. They need to acknowledge the
stones, the path, the forests, the mountains, the caves, the
rivers ...in the same way that the KONETLES acknowledges me.
If 私 Blood Music was a Mayan bot would have a purpose?
I don't know, but remember: In lak ech, Hala ken.
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..:: Isla Ristol ::..
-- Aventuras Interestelares --
~ Episodio 3.2 ~
Hemos llamado al sistema, X1. ¿Pueden oírnos? Parece que no, nadie
puede. Nos hemos perdido. Solo el QEC es nuestra única esperanza
de que algún ser humano o artificial humano se ponga en contacto con
nosotros.
Hemos alcanzado la órbita del planeta Análogo a la Tierra. Lo
llamaré islitas porque tiene com trecemil islas pequeñas sobre un
mar azul-verdoso. Hay vida, eso es seguro y el aire es respirable
con filtradores de CO2, porque la concentración aunque no te mataría
rápido, te acabaría haciendo daño y te mataría lento.
No vemos señales de ningún astropuerto, pero sí de civilizaciones
primitivas. Esto es un desastre. ¿Qué hacemos? Tía y papá están
confundidos, para los habitantes podemos ser como los ovnis que
asustaban a los humanos pre-espeaciales del siglo XX en la tierra.
O peor, me acabo de acordar que en el siglo XX tenían emisiones de
radio primitivas.
Sistema XI
----------
Estrella: Enana naranja, una preciosidad
Planetas: 8,
-- Zona roja: 1 Chtónico, 1 Supertierra
-- Zona Azul: 4 Mini-Neptunos, 1 planeta rocoso
-- Zona Habitable: 1 Análogo a la Tierra
No hemos encontrado emisiones de radio. Pero la atmósfera del análogo
a la Tierra tiene oxígeno molecular. ¿Podría ser vida?
~ enteka fastmail com

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\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
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| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( <_> )
|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
\/ \/
```
W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
wbknl-000018
-----------------------
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
Quando é que isto tudo começou a deixar de fazer sentido?
Tudo me parece indiferente, baço, indefinido. As cores que
outrora via no pontilhado dos dias, são agora tons de cinza
monocórdicos e repetitivos, quase omnipresentes. Nem tão pouco o
calor da lareira em dias de Inverno faz dissipar uma humidade
persistente. Um estado permanente de intempérie que faz com que
o Sol baixe duas oitavas. Este triste amparar de um tempo
estagnado.
Sinto-me como se tivesse sido amarrado à tristeza. Uma presença
constante que ensombra. Um fechar de olhos em plena luz. Um
olhar vago para o horizonte turvo dos dias que correm. Dias que
são a noite e noite que é escuridão.
Foi por isso que aceitei vir para L73. Havia 3 candidatos. O
argonn, eu e o linkfanel. Tivemos que fazer um teste completo,
constituído por 150 perguntas de escolha múltipla. Cada pergunta
valia 2 valores e era selecionado quem conseguisse pelo menos
200 valores. Acertámos, os três, todas as respostas. Fomos todos
selecionados. No dia da partida, argonn e linkfanel adormeceram
e quando chegaram ao local de embarque já eu estava a 1 ano luz
de distância.
Não sei que horas são agora, mas preparo-me para enviar uma
mensagem:
511 1 179 126
62668 04851 53176 82070 04842 59850 83056 82108 74517 48281
15821 45664 71884 11147 95478 67071 83850 14864 22689 25844
32445 85897 20137 62131 84094 49690 09969 28617 87733 66679
96009 24104 92219 67805 76307 05503 30349 56089 59928 55749
24018 76220 23788 90410 12223 82124 88235 75524 35050 98646
23174 72562 80730 75958 08300 95548 95215 21775 73086 82363
96784 07047 12252 46495 06557 54786 32209 03543 40296 79277
19967 98682 55502 82838 29159 51227 51496 34598 83813 53319
09036 84757 88848 85329 22441 37869 22990 80792 28081 66388
36938 09375 98743 15143 85992 05229 26783 02292 47930 70583
50995 31175 56373 71898 75086 34651 50608 33180 73278 20402
59749 95188 74853 35943 97542 72003 04798 56147 61165 95387
23897 73531 23834 74887 70824 04617
000 000
[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
>EOT

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0Isla Ristol - Son primitivos... no /Isla Ristol/c03.txt
0Hosaka - Konetl /Hosaka/hosaka8.txt
0W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000018 /W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000018.txt
0Hosaka - Chordates /Hosaka/Hosaka7.txt
0W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000017 /W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000017.txt
0Krokodyl 5 - falszywy alarm? /Krokodyl 5/003.txt