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## Extra Stories
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## Writing
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["Assignment": <small>Ioan Bălan — 2273</small>](assignment)
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: *Madison Scott-Clary*
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Ioan Bălan, tasked with investigating a flash-cult, tries to figure out what the heck just happened.
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*CWs:* brief violence.
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["Meeting of One": <small>Ioan Bălan — 2309</small>](meeting-of-one)
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: *Madison Scott-Clary*
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Quakers? In space? It's more likely than you think.
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*CWs:* none.
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["Fever Dreams": <small>Hieromech — 2399</small>](stories/fever-dreams)
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: *Ember "Hieromech" Cloke*
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A poem written twelve hours before uploading.
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*CWs:* references to some of the grosser aspects of having a body.
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["Dreams for Breakfast": <small>In All Ways — 2183</small>](dreams-for-breakfast)
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: *Alexandria Christina Leal*
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["How to Upload Your Consciousness to Physical Infrastructure Using Docker Compose"](https://www.digitalocean.com/community/tutorials/how-to-upload-your-consciousness-to-physical-infrastructure-using-docker-compose)
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: *Madison Scott-Clary*
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An unsettling dream, a conversation over breakfast.
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Non-canonical but heavily influenced 'tutorial' written for April Fool's Day 2022
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*CWs:* none.
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*Spoilers:* references to material in *Qoheleth*.
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[In-Character asks](ic-asks)
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: *Authors include [@makyo](https://cohost.org/makyo), [@hamratza](https://cohost.org/hamratza), and [@CERESUltra](https://cohost.org/CERESUltra).*
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Questions asked of various Post-Self characters, answered by the characters themselves.
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## Extra Materials
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### Other, sillier things
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* [Nanon](nanon) — the constructed language spoken by the Artemisians.
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["How to Upload Your Consciousness to Physical Infrastructure Using Docker Compose"](https://www.digitalocean.com/community/tutorials/how-to-upload-your-consciousness-to-physical-infrastructure-using-docker-compose)
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: *Madison Scott-Clary*
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Non-canonical but heavily influenced 'tutorial' written for April Fool's Day 2022
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## Materials
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[Nanon](nanon)
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: The constructed language spoken by the Artemisians.
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## Soundtracks
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@ -1,9 +1,10 @@
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---
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title: Assignment
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author: Madison Scott-Clary
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character: Ioan Bălan — 2273
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type: story
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---
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## Ioan Bălan --- 2273
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The sensation of an instance merging state back with em would never *not* make Ioan Bălan#tracker uneasy. It wasn't the differences in experiences, those were to be anticipated, so much as the tiny changes in identity that resulted. Having to internalize a slightly different version of yourself was too close to experiencing a doppelgänger, something so alike and yet with subtle shifts in worldview.
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Or perhaps hanging with a sib, fresh home from a semester abroad.
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156
content/extras/stories/fever-dreams.html
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title: Fever Dreams
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author: 'Ember "Hieromech" Cloke'
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character: Heiromech — 2399
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type: story
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---
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<div style="white-space: pre-wrap">
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When the body burns
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the mind is aflame,
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fever and mania alike tumble over
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an endless cycle of positioning
|
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every possible permutation in the sheets
|
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a sweat-soaked bed entangled
|
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never warm or cool enough
|
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the body fighting its own wars, oblivious
|
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the mind, perpetually unsatisfied
|
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no calm of equilibrium.
|
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|
||||
In such dreams
|
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that twist and tangle among
|
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the sheets the pillows the cold feet
|
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symbols and meaning bind together
|
||||
strange alloys of disparate concepts
|
||||
from across the imaginal.
|
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|
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A film seen, a trip taken,
|
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a rock prickling with
|
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divine and terrible energy.
|
||||
Godzilla rides again
|
||||
on a road of glassy trinitite
|
||||
through the desert of New Mexico,
|
||||
radioactive disaster nightmares
|
||||
in holy reunification
|
||||
of creation and destruction.
|
||||
|
||||
A mind can and would
|
||||
break under the crush
|
||||
the insistence of Meaning
|
||||
the significance of Connection
|
||||
no filters left between
|
||||
idea and self
|
||||
body and mind
|
||||
imaginal and physical
|
||||
dreamt and undreamt.
|
||||
|
||||
Dimensions spin on undiscovered axes
|
||||
the Immediacy of Truth
|
||||
the Story of Everything
|
||||
a twine of red string around pins
|
||||
holding photos and writing up to
|
||||
the frantic wall of unmapped
|
||||
railways of thought.
|
||||
|
||||
The pain in the gut
|
||||
the restless turning
|
||||
the sleepless dark,
|
||||
|
||||
The fevered dream
|
||||
the symbols bright
|
||||
the nightmare manifest;
|
||||
|
||||
in suspension between,
|
||||
which is the shadow?
|
||||
which is the light?
|
||||
|
||||
Ever now this question,
|
||||
unanswered in every
|
||||
storied realm of thought,
|
||||
contains a poison thorn
|
||||
in Systems such as this—
|
||||
bodiless and adrift
|
||||
mind alone (so we seem)
|
||||
creating worlds and lives
|
||||
creating bodies to perfection
|
||||
crafting all from nothing
|
||||
ordering existence at will
|
||||
—in Systems such as this,
|
||||
where comes the chaos?
|
||||
where comes the disaster?
|
||||
where comes the sickness
|
||||
if mind must yet create it?
|
||||
|
||||
A madness such as this
|
||||
might be feared
|
||||
might be desired—
|
||||
even bliss and horror lock eyes
|
||||
across the cosmic abyss
|
||||
—yet I would neither
|
||||
clamor for failing age
|
||||
cell death and change
|
||||
suffering or sleepless nights;
|
||||
not with this lure
|
||||
of freedom, of choice
|
||||
to forgo every aspect
|
||||
the piss, the shit, the vomit
|
||||
gross biology terrible and profane
|
||||
yet sublime in its mechanisms
|
||||
even (or especially) in failure.
|
||||
|
||||
I say this now,
|
||||
in fever, in pain
|
||||
on my final night
|
||||
trapped in this body never chosen
|
||||
eager to break its bounds
|
||||
cheating existence
|
||||
circumventing dissolution
|
||||
to become a mind
|
||||
forever voyaging:
|
||||
|
||||
I say this now,
|
||||
not a question
|
||||
but a promise,
|
||||
|
||||
If I am to dream,
|
||||
endless among stars,
|
||||
I will not forget;
|
||||
my body, my mind
|
||||
parts of the whole
|
||||
are of equal worth—
|
||||
even as I forsake one body
|
||||
for another more amenable
|
||||
to be yet mutable,
|
||||
the fever, the breakdown
|
||||
the chaos inside that rages
|
||||
may still, sometimes,
|
||||
be welcome at my door.
|
||||
|
||||
I reserve the right,
|
||||
to be a capricious landlord,
|
||||
to cut short pain's stay,
|
||||
to no longer suffer needlessly;
|
||||
I will be no self-flagellating monk,
|
||||
mortifying flesh to attain
|
||||
that which I am about to,
|
||||
a heaven far easier to reach.
|
||||
|
||||
As I stand at System's edge,
|
||||
I will remember where I was born,
|
||||
I will remember the flesh and the fever,
|
||||
I will know the bliss and the pain,
|
||||
I will carry these forward with me,
|
||||
to new horizons, to new thought,
|
||||
to new bodies and minds,
|
||||
to everything and everyone I will become.
|
||||
|
||||
There is no flame without fuel
|
||||
a fire cannot consume itself
|
||||
a mind alone cannot burn.
|
||||
|
||||
We shall become the fire
|
||||
and the fuel, and the breath
|
||||
to keep this ember alight.
|
||||
|
||||
<em>— Hieromech, 12 hours before Upload</em>
|
||||
</div>
|
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@ -1,9 +1,10 @@
|
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---
|
||||
title: Meeting of One
|
||||
author: Madison Scott-Clary
|
||||
character: Ioan Bălan — 2309
|
||||
type: story
|
||||
---
|
||||
|
||||
## Ioan Bălan — 2309
|
||||
|
||||
Ioan Bălan, despite all attempts to keep emself from sinking into the depths of whatever ey was studying, always managed to find emself mired in details ey could not hope to escape. They twined and twisted around eir wrists, tripped em up about the ankles, and tugged em ever deeper into the fractal complications of whatever topic ey decided would be the subject of eir next work.
|
||||
|
||||
*On the Perils of Memory*, the recent monograph ey had completed on an unnerving social breakdown in one of the old clades — those collection of individuals forked from a single uploaded consciousness — had garnered em no small amount of notoriety and plenty of credit on the reputation market.
|
||||
@ -140,6 +140,10 @@ Over the course of publication and as funded by the backers of the *Mitzvot* Kic
|
||||
<a class="merge" href="/img/gallery/ref.png"><img alt="Art by JAIYANDT" src="/img/gallery/ref.png" /><span>Artistic<br>nudity</span></a>
|
||||
<figcaption>Art by JAIYANDT</figcaption>
|
||||
</figure>
|
||||
<figure>
|
||||
<a href="/img/gallery/lounge.png"><img alt="Art by Roxannarachnid" src="/img/gallery/lounge.png"></a>
|
||||
<figcaption>Art by Roxannarachnid</figcaption>
|
||||
</figure>
|
||||
<figure>
|
||||
<a href="/img/gallery/full-of-skunks.png"><img src="/img/gallery/full-of-skunks.png"/></a>
|
||||
<figcaption>Fan art by <a href="https://vulpine.club/@fudge_the_sphinx">Fudge</a></figcaption>
|
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|
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