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<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
<subtitle>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</subtitle>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/"/>
<link rel="self" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/atom.xml" />
<updated>2021-03-14T17:10:17Z</updated>
<rights>©2021 All rights reserved</rights>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/</id>
<entry>
<title>Isla Ristol - SIGUIENTE AMANECER: MARTE UOOOOOOooooooo............</title>
<author>
<name>enteka</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a37.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a37.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-14T17:10:17Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Isla Ristol
Entrada 37
(Y la mejor!!!)
¡Es la super-emoción! Mañana aterrizamos en Marte. Supongo
que hoy habrán pasado un montón de cosas interesantes pero
no me puedo ni me quiero de acordar de ninguna
ninguna
ninguna
porque
MAÑANA ESTAMOS EN MARTE!!!!
Y encima vamos a estar mucho tiempo. Es que es genial, por
lo menos una semana
o puede que
¡1 mes entero! 30 y muchos días quizás... porque hay que
preparar la Isla Ristol para su primer, mi primer
O
T
L
A
S
¡Salto instelestar!
Puede que esté un poco excitado. Parece que la nave hay
que prepararla porque quedaron cosas a medio hacer, hemos
tenido problemas, incidencias y todas esas cosas. Así que
mientras los adultos nos resuelven todo eso los niños
tendremos aventuras en Marte
Como unas vacaciones científicas pero mejor.
Tra-la-lá
mi vida es maravillosa
Y encima Polaris todavía no se ha hecho supernova
Así que quizás tenga la suerte de verla desde Marte
baile, baile
baile de combate
baile, baile
baile de felicidad
quiero
bailar
quiero
bailar
la lá
(Papá me dice que me va a dar un calmante. ¡EXAGERADO!
1 solo día para Marte, arte, arte, arte...
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>orestes - The last of the apples</title>
<author>
<name>orestes</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/02_last_of_the_apples.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/02_last_of_the_apples.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-14T08:53:20Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Transmission Log - Orestes
Author: Green
---------------------------------------------------------------
Auto-generating preface...
A transmission log by GREEN. He thinks the messages aren&#39;t
reaching anyone. He philosophizes about the concept of life. He
complains about his fellow human-inhabitants at the Orestes.
Thank you for sending the mining equipment, I&#39;ll distribute it to
the crew when the time seems fitting, as per your recommendation.
-END-OF-PREFACE-
---------------------------------------------------------------
You still haven&#39;t sent the mining equipment, or anything for that
matter. Lending credence to my theory that these messages aren&#39;t
reaching anyone.
I still, for some reason, feel the desire to update you. There
are things to tell. Events that happen. Even in this remote
corner of the universe, populated only by three people and a
bunch of strange, inert, red crystals, things happen.
If reminds me of something a philosopher once said, when talking
about &#39;life&#39; (Life, after all, and the inexplicable human desire
to find more of it, is why we&#39;re here).
We usually think of things beginning when life appears. That
is, before life, there are no real &#39;events&#39;. Life is activity,
motion, desire, growth. In absence of life, there are just rocks
planets, stars, etc. We are fascinated about the question of the
beginning of life, that strange moment when one cell first
divides into two.
But, the philosopher said, there is no life without difference
and before what we call &#39;life&#39; appeared there was difference. The
universe is full of differences. Or, to be more exact, the
universe made up of of processes, and processes are just a series
of differentiations.
We think of life as continuous, as having a history (genealogy),
a clear beginning and end. But this sense of life, the one that
we cling to so dearly, the reason we voyage out into the void in
search of it, this sense of life is a construct. A story we tell
ourselves to try to make sense of the constant differentiation
and change. Underneath it all is the force of pure difference;
the relation between this molecule and another, between a 1 and a
0, between the geology of this &#39;dead&#39; rock floating in space and
&#39;that&#39; one. So, if you&#39;re tracking a process of differentiation
across the universe, &#39;events&#39; are happening all the time.
Not with these crystals though. There really is nothing going on
with them, in any sense.
All that&#39;s been happening are the overly-familiar kinds of
&#39;events&#39;. PINK ate the last of the apples. I couldn&#39;t believe it.
She ate it right in front of me, like it was a perverse act of
sadism. I don&#39;t get her sometimes. She is usually so calm and
rational.
NAVY is sulking or has taken a vow of silence or something and
has become as unresponsive as the crystals. I ended up screaming
my head off at him the other night. I feel bad about it now.
These kinds of &#39;events&#39; tire me. I wish sometimes I could be less
&#39;me&#39;, less &#39;alive&#39;, and just be a pebble on the beach or
something. Being slowly eroded by a wave.
----------------------------------------------------------------
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>monara - On the way to Callisto - Log File</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/4-esso-logfile.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/4-esso-logfile.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-13T15:46:21Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![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&#39;ve saved to the hard drive.
I have already passed beyond the area with internet.
So now until I get to Callisto. It&#39;s just me and the
QEC.
Oh, what is this! there are some articles about
some hacktivists cyber protesting against government&#39;s
decision to join hands with proprietary software
companies. I wonder why those people can&#39;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>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Isla Ristol - Eclipse de Marte y Fobos</title>
<author>
<name>enteka</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a36.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a36.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-13T10:31:41Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Isla Ristol
Entrada 36
Cuando quedan dos días para Marte no puedo hacer nada salvo
estar muy feliz. Hasta mis hermanas están de buen humor y
nos comportamos como las familias perfectas que solo existen
en los sueños. Y es que Marte también es un sueño que
mañana se hará realidad.
Pasado mañana, me hago un lío de la emoción. Pero es pasado
mañana.
...
Acabo de ver un eclipse de Fobos y Marte con el Sol, los dos
a la vez, un eclipse doble que solo se puede ver por aquí
cerca. Dos cículos negros sobre un círculo de oro pálido...
imagino que hemos viajado millones de años luz, pero apenas
estamos en la órbita de Marte.
2 días para Marte, ¡Felicidad!
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Isla Ristol - Filtros parentales o pirata-les</title>
<author>
<name>enteka</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a35.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a35.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-12T22:11:17Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Isla Ristol
Entrada 35
Creo que mi padre ha hecho algo raro porque está pasando algo
muy raro. ¿Será un filtro parental avanzado?
Te explico.
Bueno, es que llega un mensaje de &quot;pirates&quot; pero no lo puedo
abrir. Bueno, sí, pero el mensaje sale codificado.
¿O será que los criminales malvados no quieren que se entere la
policía? Lo de &quot;criminales malvados&quot; parece una frase de niño.
Vale, es un frase de niño. Pero es que son criminales malvados.
¿Cómo quieres que los llame? ¿Piratas buenos que matan y roban
por bondad?
En fin, creo que es mejor, mejor para todos. Ahora, estaría
bien conocer alguna científica que no esté loca. O un robot que
no esté muy triste.
3 días para Marte. Solo tres días. Ya es tan hermoso y ni siquiera
hace falta instrumentos para verlo. Solo tengo que quedarme en
la cúpula de observación y mirar, y soñar, un poquito.
3 días para Marte,
Eso me hace feliz
3 días para Marte
:) Basta, Enti, basta
Una vez más
3 días para Marte
********************
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000013</title>
<author>
<name>w3bk3rn3l</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l%20Radio/wbknl-000013.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l%20Radio/wbknl-000013.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-12T15:00:36Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
```
___________. __ ________ ________ .__
__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
\ \/ \/ / _(__ &lt;| __ \| |/ / _(__ &lt;_ __ \/ \ _(__ &lt;| |
\ / / \ \_\ \ &lt; / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
.___.__
____________ __| _/|__| ____
\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( &lt;_&gt; )
|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
\/ \/
```
W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
wbknl-000013
-----------------------
KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
Message made on an ISB circuit
--&gt; Croughton (AJE)
--&gt; 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&#39;s radio transmissions back the theory
}
1....&lt;|.|&gt;.......19..............35........|*...$!........%&quot;..:wq
==&gt; BEGIN ENCRYPTION
&gt;BOT
Já vos disse que me alistei nas forças espeicias russas? Sim, mas
não pensem que eu era um espião, um infiltrado, um malsim. Ainda
que haja quem me tenha tratado como tal. Eu estava na força
militar porque tinha um talento inato. Talvez o único talento que
possuo. Às vezes interrogo-me se deverei chamar talento ao que
tenho.
Naquele mês, tínhamos feito vários exercícios militares, pois
pairava no ar um clima tenso que nos fazia pensar que, a qualquer
momento, poderíamos ser chamados a intervir. O meu pelotão era
conhecido pelos &quot;duros&quot; do WBKNL. Para além de darmos tiros de
rajada, colocar explosivos, minas e armadilhas, éramos também
especialistas em criptografia. Um de nós,o argonn, tinha um
doutoramento em química e passava os dias a ouvir emissões de
rádio clandestinas, com o objetivo de aprender sempre e sempre
mais sobre a arte de comunicar.
Lembro-me que naquele mês, um distante abril do ano de 2068, a
ordem tinha sido para emitir a mensagem mais importante que
alguma vez tinha sido difundida:
РАДРОНАСТ 8138 2860 ЕРОЧНЫЙ 9384 6823 К
GROShOPLYaZh 4564 1608 BRATISLAVA 4892 5362
ГРОШОПЛЯЖ 4564 1608 БРАТИСЛАВА 4892 5362
AKROShPON 4223 7856
АКРОШПОН 4223 7856
ZYeMLYeVYeD 4097 5573
ЗЕМЛЕВЕД 4097 5573
[#$%&amp;&quot;/&amp;&amp;&quot;%!$$$ --&gt; noise]
&gt;EOT
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>monara - bye bye Ganymede! Log-File >> space$pirates</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/3-esso-logfile.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/3-esso-logfile.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-12T10:51:33Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Source : Monara (swifter-f440p) QEC
Type : log file
Software : Log Manager v1.05
User : Esso98
State : sent
Target : space$pirates
Date : 22-12-3020
Time : 15:25:18
Hello there space pirates, hope you guys
are doing just fine. Tomorrow I am going
to start my flight to Callisto. So today
I had to stop by a town called &#39;Hornsey&#39;.
It was a busy town. The streets were crowded
so was the shops. Apparently they have
an upcoming festival or something. I didn&#39;t
have time to investigate those. But I found
something interesting there, a nice mobile
QEC. It was 10BC but I bought it. I mean I
spent 17BC for weed, soo.
It has this nice display and a real nice
keyboard. I just love the keyboard. And it
can voice type too, just like the fixed
one in my ship. But the thing is its range
is pretty low compared to the built in one
in my ship. But pretty sure this will come in
handy.
And I went food shopping too, if you can say
so. I bought a small handgun and a shotgun.
And btw some canned food too with some canned
drinks. The shot gun is a robust old school one.
One shot and you head will just get reduced into
some smaller parts of tissues and flesh.
And the handgun is old too, but has some pretty
cool features. It can shoot bullets and laser
beams. So it will come in handy if I had to
cut open some metal doors or robots. It&#39;s been
a while since I could get my hands on some
real gear.
But you know that those are not the real deal,
eh. I am saving up for the real deal. Maybe I will
be able to make some bucks in Callisto. So if I
am lucky, then I can get some artillery attached
to Monara yummy. Oh and a machine gun too.
And I attached a pretty strong flashlight to Monara,
and bought few handheld flash lights too. I mean
dudes we are heading to Callisto. The freaking whole
civilization is just undergroung. Who knows if we will
have to fly through some long and dark holes. But so
far I have only heard of good stories about Callisto.
As I heard the people are friendly, the tunnels are
big, secure and lighted, the food is great but green
ones are pretty expensive as they have to provide
all conditions artificially. But I heard there are
real good meat there. Apparently they have huge animal
farms, not sure if I will see some animals I&#39;ve never
seen before. But whatever, now I am a free man and
will do whatever I feel like doing.
And right now I feel like I want to go to Callisto!
So catch ya later folks, Esso out!
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Isla Ristol - Polaris, super-polaris, bum y que no me pille</title>
<author>
<name>enteka</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a34.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a34.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-11T16:45:19Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Isla Ristol
Entrada 34
Estoy escribiendo en secreto. Papá no quiere que escriba nada
más por aquí, porque QEC está lleno de criminales que me podrían
leer y esperarme en algún sitio oscuro de un planeta raro y
hacerme algo malo.
Eso es lo que piensa, así que me lo ha prohibido, escribir aquí.
Pero hoy no he escuchado más criminales (ni a nadie) así que no
creo que pase nada.
Otras noticias: Polaris está muy rara, según dicen desde Marte
puede convertirse en supernova en cualquier momento. ¿Te imaginas
que fuera el mismo día que llegara a Marte?
4 días para Marte,
*******************
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>monara - Log-File >> space$pirates</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/2-esso-logfile.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/2-esso-logfile.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-11T16:44:18Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Source : Monara (swifter-f440p) QEC
Type : log file
Software : Log Manager v1.05
User : Esso98
State : sent
Target : space$pirates
Date : 19-12-3020
Time : 22:03:11
I decided to try a new log keeping software
called Log Manager. It&#39;s not that I don&#39;t like
Log Keeper, I find it annoying to use the same
software too long.
I bought some cannabis capsules, from some well
known vendors in Vos. To be honest those are some
good quality stuff, I only spent 13MC and I could
buy two dozens of capsules. I am not very much into
those stuff, so may be I will sell few capsules.
And I just found out about this small social media like
thingy called &#39;space$pirates&#39;. It&#39;s a small community of
sailors who are not bound to laws, so from now on I will be
sharing my log files with them.
It&#39;s hard to be in a small space ship all alone for months.
So at least some virtual company like this feels a little
better. I kind of feel like even my personality is now changing.
May be I will buy a small bot next time I go to a big city.
Now flying over a huge forest. It&#39;s been few hours since I left Vos.
And I already passed few towns and deserts. It&#39;s soothing to
see a forest like this, so I slowed down the ship intentionally.
I am not in a rush. And anyway I am already almost in the next
side of Ganymede. I should fix some good quality &#39;space boom boosters&#39;
so I can jump to hyperspce, when I went to Callisto.
And I feel like it will be better to finish this Ganymede tour
quickly and just start my journey to Callisto. Considering its present
position, I will be able to get there in 3 or 4 days if I started
my travel this week.
I can worry about those later, now I gotta enjoy this nice forest.
Damn humans made Ganymede a whole new place!
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Isla Ristol - Cri-mi-na-les</title>
<author>
<name>enteka</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a33.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a33.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-10T23:51:50Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Isla Ristol
Entrada 33
Tengo un poco de miedo. Últimamente he encontrado un montón
de mensajes en QEC, pero resulta que
me
p
a
re
c
e
que
son
cri
criminales
Espero que no escuchen a mi. Aunque con un poco de suerte son
del futuro o del pasado
Tengo que decírselo a papá
5 días para Marte,
*******************
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>The Good Ship Lollipop - First Launch!</title>
<author>
<name>jjs</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/The%20Good%20Ship%20Lollipop/first-launch.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/The%20Good%20Ship%20Lollipop/first-launch.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-10T20:08:26Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Today the Good Ship Lollipop set sail for the outer rim. Our namesake is a 1934 American Airlines Douglas DC-2.
We have a total of 2 &quot;people&quot; on board: the navigator and &quot;Bob&quot; the autopilot.
Wish us well.
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>monara - Encrypted message-Monara >> HCP</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/message-1-out.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/message-1-out.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-10T14:36:54Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
---| Sending message |---
[ meta data encryption enabled ]
source : swifter-f440-builtin-QEC
From : Monara (swifter-f440p) QEC
To : HighSpace Cannabis Productions
[ system encryption enabled ]
[ auto translator enabled ]
----| Encrypted Message |---
I received your message. And I am interested in
buying some medium quality cannabis capsules for
around 5 MC. (About two dozens.)
I prefer not to give away my personal information to any
database,so I prefer to buy from one of your agents
here in Vos, thank you!
***
</pre>]]></content>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>orestes - Still no signs of life</title>
<author>
<name>orestes</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/01_no_signs.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/01_no_signs.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-10T13:57:45Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Transmission Log - Orestes
Author: Green
---------------------------------------------------------------
Auto-generating preface...
The following log is by GREEN. In it you will find his thoughts
on the current state of the mission. These can be mostly
disregarded. His sleep-cycle has been disrupted as of late. You
will also find a request for additional equipment. This should be
taken seriously and delivered upon.
-END-OF-PREFACE-
---------------------------------------------------------------
GREEN here.
Still no real signs of life from the crystals.
PINK and NAVY continue to insist that the mission is worthwhile.
PINK thinks they are all connected. Some underground network. And
NAVY, well he has his history with them. Not that I really
believe all his stories any more.
I still have faith in PINK&#39;s theory I suppose.
Send us proper surveying and excavation equipment so we can get
to proving her right or wrong, and get to getting off this
god-awful planet. We can&#39;t get any deeper than 5 meters with what
we have. It&#39;s all rock after that.
Is anyone still reading these? Who&#39;d have thought we&#39;d have to
rely solely on text to communicate in this day and age?
If the Arsinoe isn&#39;t receiving them, I hope at least the QEC
is...
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>monara - >> Unknown-Messege >> Monara</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/messege-1-in.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/messege-1-in.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-10T12:47:39Z</updated>
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----| Incoming message |----
Source : Unknown
Distance : ~2 kilo meters
[ system encryption enabled ]
[ auto translator enabled ]
Message :
Dear traveller welcome to Vos!
You don&#39;t have to pretend like you didn&#39;t know that we are
a good quality cannabis paradise. We have all kinds of cannabis.
From cheap capsules to highest quality sprays!
From 0.5 MetaCoins to 70+ MetaCoins!
You can buy cannabis from us at anytime, while you are around Vos,
directly from us. Or we have our own dealers all around the Solar System.
We still don&#39;t have official vendors outside The Social System, but
most travelling vendors have our products.
If you want to buy from us directly. Please contact us
the &#39;HighSpace Cannabis Productions&#39;.
And please be kind enough to not bring any weapons, if we detected
any weapon we will have to terminate you immediately.
And no more than two persons (organic or non organic) are allowed
to enter.
Thank you!
Best wishes from **HighSpace Cannabis Productions**
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>monara - >> ESSO- LOG-FILE</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/1-esso-logfile.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/1-esso-logfile.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-10T12:06:14Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
----### LOG - KEEPER ###----
User : Esso98
Type : Log file
Date : 17-12-3320
Time : 17:22:14
-----------------
&gt; Got a reply from Jaura, not the one
I expected, though.
&gt; It just reminded me that he is a jerk.
&gt; I am a good sailor err eventhough I&#39;ve never
jumped to hyperspace.
&gt; I will show him if who is the sailor. And he sounded
sexist, yes I got in a fight with a chick but damn this
is 3320!
(It&#39;s not important that I lost the fight)
&gt; I still want to spend some more time here in Ganymede
before travelling to Callisto.
&gt; Today I found a small village named &#39;Vos&#39;, it&#39;s a
farming village. With a beautiful landscape.
People were friendly too. There were only one space
ship in the whole village, I think it is owned by the
village merchant.
&gt; I heard there are good quality weed capsules.
***
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>monara - Email-Jaura >> Esso</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/email4esso1.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/email4esso1.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-10T06:16:58Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
### SpacePost : email-client ###
[ inbox ] [ date : 17-12-3320 ]
From : jaura101@spacemail.qecm
To : esso98@spacemail.qecm
CC :
Subject : I am not even in the Solar System
-----Email Content-------
Mr Ezz,
So how ya doing Mr.E, I heard about your arrest. Haha and I heard that you were
stupid enough to get in a fight with a moon chick huh? You are pretty lame
to be honest, the Esso I knew was like and eel, hard to catch. I don&#39;t know
what happend but now I think your reputation is ruined as an auto thief. So what
are you upto? Just travelling? I won&#39;t believe it.
I mean at least have you ever jump to hyperspace? no, the answer is no. So you
stole an old ship and went to a satellite of Jupiter, and you call yourself a
sailor? HAHA you never fail to make me laugh cousin.
You were a ground man, you always were. When I was dreaming about fancy space
ships, you were messing with stupid cars and small shit that can&#39;t even jump into
hyperspace.
Look I know some one in Callisto, a good woman. She can upgrade your tiny little
ship into something worth having. Do yourself a favor and go meet her. Tell her that
I sent you. Then at least make your ship can jump into lightspeed. If not how are you
going to travel, and enjoy life? Are you going to spend all your miserable life, in
&#39;The solar system&#39;? C&#39;mon there are much better planetary systems. We born on the Earth
man! We are supposed to be the best sailors, so stop acting like a space octopus and
GEAR UP SAILOR!
And yes your joke is shit. Don&#39;t ever write back to me unless you get your ship
fixed.
J.
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>Isla Ristol - Pasado, futuro perfecto</title>
<author>
<name>enteka</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a32.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/a32.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-09T17:22:54Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
Isla Ristol
Entrada 32
En nuestro viaje no ha pasado nada de particular. Siguen
deberes, estudio, mantenimiento de la nave, correr por los
pasillos oscuros a pesar de que lo tengas prohibido...
esas cosas.
El QEC sigue enviando mensajes, pero las fechas están mal.
Algunos parecen del futuro, otros del pasado, y sí ya he
descontado la lejanía, la velocidad de la luz, la expansión
del universo y todo lo demás que sé. Estoy perdiendo la
esperanza de comunicarnos con nadie por ese medio. Solo
puedo escuchar. ¿Me escucharán en el pasado? ¿Se puede usar
el tiempo futuro para hablar del pasado?
¿Tiene esto algún sentido?
6 días para Marte,
*******************
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>monara - Monara-130 >> ESSO - LOG FILE</title>
<author>
<name>seek</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/130-Esso-logfile.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/monara/130-Esso-logfile.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-09T15:44:20Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
### LOG - KEEPER ###
User : Esso98
Type : log file
Date : 17-12-3320
Time : 21:25:32
----------------
&gt; Emailed Jaura after a long time
&gt; Found a diary log of someone from some where
called Ristol Island!
&gt; And somehow they have got my LOG file, it&#39;s
impressive. Sadly the diary log file I got was
corrupted so couldn&#39;t figure out anything about the
sender.
&gt; I just wish I am not in trouble again.
&gt; Three days ago I finished resupplying, so will be
good for a couple of weeks of travelling.
&gt; I still want to travel and explore the rest of the
towns in Ganymede. No wonder the craftmanship here is
much better, I mean after Earth Ganymede is one of the
first celestial bodies humans migrated to, eh.
&gt; I hope to spend a couple of weeks, to explore Ganymede.
&gt; Then to head for Callisto.
&gt; I want to see the underground Cities there.
&gt; I tried few stores in Nadeena but couldn&#39;t find any
good working ThinkPads!
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000012</title>
<author>
<name>w3bk3rn3l</name>
</author>
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l%20Radio/wbknl-000012.txt"/>
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l%20Radio/wbknl-000012.txt</id>
<updated>2021-03-09T15:26:58Z</updated>
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
```
___________. __ ________ ________ .__
__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
\ \/ \/ / _(__ &lt;| __ \| |/ / _(__ &lt;_ __ \/ \ _(__ &lt;| |
\ / / \ \_\ \ &lt; / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
.___.__
____________ __| _/|__| ____
\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( &lt;_&gt; )
|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
\/ \/
```
W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
wbknl-000012
-----------------------
KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
Message made on an ISB circuit
--&gt; Croughton (AJE)
--&gt; 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&#39;s radio transmissions back the theory
}
1....&lt;|.|&gt;.......19..............35........|*...$!........%&quot;..:wq
==&gt; BEGIN ENCRYPTION
&gt;BOT
Nesta mensagem, vou falar-vos um pouco de mim. Quando era
criança, chamavam-me o &quot;robô triste&quot;. Eu morava na América do
Sul, num lugar cheio de montanhas limpas e ovais, sem picos
afiados capazes de perfurar balões e sonhos. Mais tarde, já
em adulto, fui para a Europa, mais precisamente para Moscovo, na
Rússia. E posso dizer-vos que a Rússia é eternamente fria.
Arranjei um emprego numa empresa que vendia móveis, na secção
de contabilidade. Mas a América do Sul nunca deixou de estar no
meu pensamento. Era lá que procurava um refúgio temporário,
para tirar umas férias do deprimente e opressivo mundo onde cada
um de nós tinha de se aguentar como um trabalhador assalariado de
escritório.
Em Moscovo, consegui subir na hierarquia da empresa, até chegar
ao topo dos empregados de escritório. Já nessa altura, tinha um
fascínio especial por literatura. Lembro-me de ler Vila-Matas e
sonhar um dia poder plagiar os escritores famosos. Mas a minha
carreira de escritor falhado nunca chegou a começar, porque,
pouco depois de ter começado a escrever o meu primeiro romance,
sofri do chamado Mal de Montano. Foi aí que decidi abandonar a
empresa de venda de móveis e alistar-me nas forças especiais
russas.
[#$%&amp;&quot;/&amp;&amp;&quot;%!$$$ --&gt; noise]
&gt;EOT
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