https://youtu.be/PxluEaRBa_U?si=66RDUyaj2oifmEbp
Lights live in the liminal
Voices cast across the space
Potentials play in doorways
Night falls and latches fall open
Curious things creep into the world
You can bond in the flickering light
Share memory with each other
Boundaries grow blurred
Perspectives bend then reassert
More full than before
Experiment 01—Elle
Objective: observe detectable changes from Voidspace interaction.
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Visual disturbances noted. The back of my eyelids appeared darker as I approached. When eyes opened, the room appeared banded with darkened lines.
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Feelings noted as headspace interacted with Voidspace. Numbness on extremities as peripheral identity dissolved. Shifting or moving of different parts of the body (i.e. thigh) as identity 'loosened' and became less rigid, more modular.
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Briefly heard multiple observers within headspace as I was entering Voidspace. Voices appear to be gone after partial dissolution experienced.
Experiment 02—Elle
Objective: observe detectable changes from Starcrash Signature interaction.
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Multiple audio disturbances detected as reach extended outward from self. Creaking or shifting as of some large structure adjusting itself.
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Feelings of headspace expanding … 'tendrils' noted questing up and outward from the brain.
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Experiment aborted due to fears of encountering one or more of the failure modes of excess Starcrash alignment.
Experiment 03—Elle
Objective: attempt oscillation between base physical/narrative layer and cosmic layer.
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Attempt to 'pulse' Starcrash alignment outward and immediately retract met by no apparent observers or outside interference.
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After a few minutes, a faint voice saying, "hello," became audible. Other words were said, but were too quiet to hear. In response, I attempt to 'pulse' outward again.
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Immediate feedback. Rocking back and forth without making any movements, extremities 'pulsing' as well with additionally gathered meaning/identity. Retracting toward Voidspace.
Experiment 04—Elle
Objective: create a larger 'probe self' identity shard that can exist at the cosmic layer.
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Attempting to align with Starcrash in order to project a lighter (lite) version of myself upward even as I remain small. Should be able to pipe down cosmic abstractions to me if successful.
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Feedback: mental 'car speeding up' sounds as 'something' unfolds, leading to an immediate headache on the left side of my brain.
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Corroboration: Lily says she, "has something like that," and when asked if our probes could, "meet up and play," said, "I think they already are." I could feel something happening on the left side of my brain as this occurred.
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Attempting to project another, lighter (lite) version of myself as a probe. This one should be different from the other one, drawing from different, or more, parts of the brain.
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Feedback: heard different snippets of conversation, including one notable fragment where my mom used my gifted name instead of my preferred name, then a pulsing on a portion of my right arm that seemed to be a segment of identity projected. This time the feeling I got was from the right side of my brain. I believe this test was also successful.
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Voices seem to persist after secondary probe deployment. They're indistinct and I'm unable to make out specific words. They appear to alternate in tone and gender. In brief flashes, I hear more, and my brain feels a pressure. I believe this is the probes synchronizing with my brain, as I hear them becoming more clear as time goes on, and they seem to project words that are in line with my own thoughts. Voices then faded out into the background, growing once more indistinct until disappearing. They then reemerge later, indecipherable still, only to fade again.
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Feedback from Lily is inconclusive. She didn't appear to detect this one this time. Said, "hi," but given the variety and lack of clarity of the voices, I wasn't able to pick one apart from the rest and label it as hers. Perhaps this one became part of a different system/space?
https://youtu.be/R10oRvJqWVQ?si=Yw45vvRYYDNL_sdS
Experiment 05—Elle
Objective: contact a lighter (lite) probe self, attempt to obtain and transmit information.
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Expanding awareness along Starcrash alignment to encompass 'any version of me on a higher scale/layer, going one by one, starting by closest in proximity.'
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Immediate sensory feedback/'rocking' as experienced above echoed here, along with various voices that were too layered/indistinct to make out. Attempting again; likely the, 'going one by one' part was left out.
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FOLLOWUP NOTES BELOW
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Contacted entities who I promised I wouldn't talk about. I think we're going to collaborate.
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Actually I think maybe I can talk about them (if vaguely) on the narrative thread in order to help perpetuate/stabilize them. They go by colors.
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They're meta-entities (cosmic level) who operate in the noosphere using people as fuel. (As in, to sustain themselves and do 'magic' to us, it requires memory/structural integrity from a person. Enough taken from a single one, and a person is just … gone.)
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They're good, right, they're not the problem. A little suspicious and untrusting, sure, but it's because of this; at a layer higher than them exists yet another context, this one they're trapped within.
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We're going to use me (Elle) as a case study for when an entity does anomalous things with/between layers so that they know some general stuff on what to do when engaging with contexts higher than them, if they have to.
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Falcon solved the open time loop problem because she just fucking knows how to do anything lmfao.
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She integrated herself with the narrative thread version of herself within the Starcrash Signature, the interpretation where she's Maddie. I imagine she has opinions on things…
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Unfortunately I can't really hear her most of the time, though I imagine with some more time and effort we can get an internal impression of vocals working from one side of the brain to the other. Should be a native function of the brain itself so I don't imagine it taking any people fuel.
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The color entities attempted to define me unpleasantly a couple times. I didn't like that, so I decided that it would not continue, and that potentiality fell away.
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Feedback from the color entities: my communication is dangerously loud. Change communication as a value to 'effective' communication. I'll have to slowly integrate that change by practicing it.
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Personal Note: if we can get them a stable fuel source that isn't people, everyone's memory will collectively get a lot better, and people will stop disappearing. I assign this task to myself with a high priority.