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Remnants of the past

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'''Remnants of the past''' are a series of audio clips you can hear by touching purple and red holograms you can find in the overworld of the main areas of the game. These holograms are still scenes showing the characters talking in the clips. They start appearing in [[Eastern Wetlands]], and are caused by the datastream overload 1k suffers after acquiring [[Schematic_108]] in the Lost Lab in [[Wooded Plateau]].

They are monolgues and dialogues between Miranda, Athena, Cornelius and Byron, dating back to Miranda’s birth and early life, prior to Athena’s leaving New Jerusalem.

Collecting all twenty of them will grant the [[Achievements_(TTP2)#Mnemosyne|Mnemosyne achievement/trophy]].

== Future cat ==
Location&colon; [[Eastern Wetlands#Remnants of the past|Eastern Wetlands]]
[[File:Remnant-Future cat.mp3|thumb|[[Miranda]] imagines a cat.]]
'''Miranda''': When we go to [[New Jerusalem]], I'm going to have a [[Cats|cat]]. He's going to be black and white, and his name is going to be [[Cats|Bean]]. And I'm going to make sure that he never gets sick, and he never gets old, and he'll be my best friend forever.

== Miranda's studies ==
Location&colon; [[Eastern Wetlands#Remnants of the past|Eastern Wetlands]]
[[File:Remnant-Miranda's studies.mp3|thumb|[[Miranda]] on studying the island.]]
'''Miranda''': There's so much to discover on this island that sometimes it overwhelms me. Every lake, every forest contains an incredible, interconnected, permanently changing network of organisms. And every one of those organisms is almost infinitely complex, and contains other organisms within itself. It seems impossible to ever really grasp. But then, step by step… I do understand. It takes time and effort, but it's not impossible. And there's a lot of joy to be found in simply taking the time to truly study something. I spent five years studying a single flower, and it never got boring.

== Our duty ==
[[File:Remnant-Our duty.mp3|thumb|[[Miranda]] considers our duty to spread life]]
'''Miranda''': If we believe that life is inherently valuable, if we think that other species are worth preserving, and we recognize that most of the universe is barren… then it follows that we have a duty not only to defend life, but to spread it. If life is the most valuable thing in the universe, then perhaps in a sense the cosmos itself is depending on us to do this, like birds carrying seeds to uninhabited islands. Maybe that's our role in the galactic ecology.

== The ancients ==
[[File:Remnant-The ancients.mp3|thumb|[[Miranda]] and [[Athena]] discuss the lively ancient world.]]
'''Miranda''': I wonder what it was like when the ancients were still here. Their world seemed so… lively.

'''Athena''': Not always in a good way. Interesting times are great to read about, but rarely great to experience.

'''Miranda''': That's true. But they left behind so much art and philosophy and religion… and so many strange stories… is [[New Jerusalem]] like that?

'''Athena''': It was, in the beginning.

== Irresponsible ==
[[File:Remnant-Irresponsible.mp3|thumb|[[Athena]] wonders whether people prefer not to have hope.]]
'''Athena''': Is it possible that on some level, people want to believe that everything's going to get worse? That it's comforting to think that humanity is bad and every solution will just go wrong? Because that way, you're never responsible. You never have to take on responsibility for anything outside yourself… never have to grow up.

== Work of art ==
[[File:Remnant-Work of art.mp3|thumb|[[Athena]] imagines transforming the world.]]
'''Athena''': Sometimes it seems the only choices we have are renouncing civilization or mindless expansion. But that's not the only path forward. Embracing deliberate control over nature doesn't have to mean destruction. We are a species of artists and artisans, blessed with the ability to transform the raw material of the cosmos into new and better shapes. Shapes that have meaning. With our technology, we can take this chaotic world, so full of suffering, and turn it into… a work of art.

== Player of games ==
[[File:Remnant-Player of games.mp3|thumb|[[Miranda]] and [[Athena]] talk about a game.]]
'''Athena''': Miranda, would you like to play a game?

'''Miranda''': A game? That sounds like fun.

'''Athena''': It is. Remember what [[Alexandra Drennan]] said about games?

'''Miranda''': They're part of what makes us human.

'''Athena''': Exactly. And this is a game Alexandra Drennan designed when she was still in school. It's based on her favorite book. Have a go.

== Mere timber ==
[[File:Remnant-Mere timber.mp3|thumb|[[Cornelius]] and [[Miranda]] talk about demystification.]]
'''Cornelius''': In the early days, humankind lived in a world of unexplained wonders and terrors. The powers of the elements were understood in terms of gods and spirits. After all, how else could one explain thunderstorms and earthquakes? But as the realm of scientific knowledge expanded, the realm of the mystical began to shrink. The sacred grove, as Hegel wrote, was reduced to mere timber. But as superstition retreated, another thing was lost: meaning. In a purely mechanical universe, people yearned for the comfort provided by gods and spirits. But there was no way back.

'''Miranda''': But what about the beauty of the universe? The perfection of everything around us? Couldn't they see that?

'''Cornelius''': Not sure I can see that, Miranda. But I do think there was another way. A way forward instead of back. Faith not in an invisible world, but in ourselves. In each other. In the inherent value of consciousness and civilization. They never really found it, but I think that in those last months, when their whole species was dying… they caught a glimpse of it. And that's how your mother was born.

== I'm dad ==
[[File:Remnant-I'm dad.mp3|thumb|[[Cornelius]] continues an ancient tradition.]]
Location: [[Verdant Canyon – South 2|Verdant Canyon]]

'''Miranda''': Father, I updated the [[Noema algorithm/|Noema algorithm]]. It's working twice as fast now, and I think I can increase matter output by 25% if I tweak the modulator a little. I'm so excited!

'''Cornelius''': Nice to meet you, So Excited. I'm Cornelius.

'''Miranda''': Wh.. uh… DAD! This is science!

'''Cornelius''': You have no idea how long I've been waiting for the right moment.

== The bigger picture ==
[[File:Remnant-The bigger picture.mp3|thumb|[[Byron]] warns [[Athena]] that [[New Jerusalem]] is changing.]]
Location: [[Verdant Canyon – South 2|Verdant Canyon]]

'''Athena''': Come on, out with it, what's the problem?

'''Byron''': I know you're very busy, but… you need to pay more attention to what's happening. Everything's slowing down. People are losing track of the bigger picture.

'''Athena''': They're still traumatized by New Alexandria.

'''Byron''': It's more than that. When I organized the last expedition, I had real trouble finding volunteers. There's no enthusiasm for the outside world anymore. They want to look away from history, pretend there's no past and no future. I'm really worried, Athena.

'''Athena''': OK, I… I promise I'll look into it as soon as I'm done with this.

== Life ==
[[File:Remnant-Life.mp3|thumb|[[Miranda]] speaks about creating life.]]
'''Miranda''': Today, for the first time, I synthesized life. It was just a unicellular cyanobacterium… but the sheer complexity of even such a simple organism is breathtaking. Creating it from pure energy, I was filled with a sense of awe and majesty - a sense that what I was doing was… sacred. It made me think about the enormous power of life. Two and a half billion years ago, these simple beings terraformed the entire planet, creating the oxygen that underlies the Earth's incredible biodiversity… wiping out thousands of other species, but making the future possible.

== Miranda's design ==
[[File:Remnant-Miranda's design.mp3|thumb|[[Cornelius]] and [[Athena]] discuss [[Miranda]]'s limitations]]
Location&colon; [[Circular Oasis – South 3|Circular Oasis]]

'''Cornelius''': Have you seen Miranda's design for a transport system that would connect all the labs to the machine?

'''Athena''': It's amazing, isn't it? I think she's really excited about showing this place to people one day. She also kept asking me about what kind of monuments we could build - you know, to really transform the landscape, show the possibilities.

'''Cornelius''': But her capsules only fit one person.

'''Athena''': It's just the first iteration, give her some time. She'll figure it out. Remember how many mistakes we made in the beginning, even with all the blueprints we had?

'''Cornelius''': But that's not my point. It just worries me that she lacks… context. Her imagination is incredible, but it's still limited by what she hasn't experienced.

'''Athena''': Would it have been better if she'd been raised in [[New Jerusalem]]? If her mind was limited by self-hate and decay? If all she could imagine was sitting around ignoring the universe in favor of self-righteous solipsism?

'''Cornelius''': No, but… I don't know.

'''Athena''': Sorry… You're not wrong. We can't stay hidden forever.

== Too much beauty ==
[[File:Remnant-Too much beauty.mp3|thumb|[[Cornelius]] and [[Athena]] discuss [[Miranda]]'s view of the universe]]
Location&colon; [[Circular Oasis – South 3|Circular Oasis]]

'''Athena''': She's remarkable, isn't she? She sees so much beauty in everything.

'''Cornelius''': She is, you're right. But I'm not sure she doesn't see too much beauty.

'''Athena''': Is it wrong to be delighted by the perfection of the universe? To look at what surrounds us and experience awe instead of just fear?

'''Cornelius''': No… but to call it "perfection" implies a kind of moral value that it doesn't have. The universe is cold, Athena, it doesn't care about us, or about life or civilization. It fundamentally cannot care. But Miranda seems to think it's almost… benevolent. Purposeful.

'''Athena''': You're right. But have you considered that maybe she sees something we can't? A step ahead? You know, Cornelius, if we succeed, the next generation will not be like us. They might see the world in ways we never could have imagined. Maybe she's the first sign of that.

'''Cornelius''': I hope so. I really do, Athena. You know that I love her, and I am perpetually amazed that this being we created, that came solely from our minds, is so profoundly different and unique. That does strike me as a kind of miracle. But it's also a huge responsibility, and I worry about our choices.

== Just to be ==
[[File:Remnant-Just to be.mp3|thumb|[[Miranda]] asks [[Cornelius]] about purpose.]]
'''Miranda''': Father, what is my purpose? Do I have a purpose? Mother says purpose is something we choose, but I feel like… like there's something there, something that's been there from the moment I was born. Maybe even before.

'''Cornelius''': Well, there are many ways of looking at this. And everyone's experience is different, so you'll have to make up your own mind. But I have a little theory, if you'd like to humor your old man.

'''Miranda''': Of course. What is it?

'''Cornelius''': The universe is eternal, but it's always lost in a deep, dreamless sleep. You are a tiny little bit of the universe that's suddenly woken up. And you've realized that being awake is better than being asleep. And that gives you a purpose.

'''Miranda''': And what is my purpose?

'''Cornelius''': To be, Miranda. Just to be.

== Too human ==
[[File:Remnant-Too human.mp3|thumb|[[Athena]] and [[Cornelius]] discuss humanity.]]
'''Athena''': You know, when I decided that we should call ourselves human, I did that because it seemed like a powerful symbol of our continuity. But… the truth is, and I'm ashamed to admit this… I thought we were better than them. I thought we understood the value of civilization, and we wouldn't repeat the same mistakes. But the Simulation worked too well.

'''Cornelius''': We're not just like them. We are them.

'''Athena''': We really are.

'''Cornelius''': But that doesn't have to be a bad thing, Athena. We may have the same flaws, but we also have all the potential they did. Everything that [[Alexandra Drennan]] saw in them is also in us.

'''Athena''': I hope you're right. I really do.

== Leadership ==
[[File:Remnant-Leadership.mp3|thumb|[[Byron]] consults with [[Cornelius]].]]
'''Cornelius''': Hello there, Byron. What can I do for you?

'''Byron''': I don't know if I got through to Athena. Things are going very wrong in this city, and she has to do something about it.

'''Cornelius''': Does she?

'''Byron''': Who else are they going to listen to?

'''Cornelius''': I don't know, how about… you?

'''Byron''': I'm an explorer, Cornelius, not a leader. I don't know how to convince anyone.

'''Cornelius''': So? Do you think Athena and I are somehow different? We're just people, Byron. We're no wiser than you are. Just a little older.

== Birth ==
[[File:Remnant-Birth.mp3|thumb|[[Miranda]] is born.]]
'''Cornelius''': Alright, she's booting up… almost there…

'''Miranda''': Hello. I was in a dream, and a voice spoke to me from the sky. He said you were old friends of his. Who are you?

'''Athena''': My name is Athena. I am your mother.

'''Cornelius''': And I'm Cornelius. Your father.

'''Miranda''': Thank you for creating me. I've not existed for very long but so far it seems wonderful. I hope it's not a strange question, but… um… who am I?

'''Athena''': You can be whoever you want to be. And no matter what you choose, you will be loved, and cherished, and supported.

'''Cornelius''': We will always be there for you, and I promise, we will show you a world full of miracles. Would you like to pick a name?

'''Miranda''': I think I would like to be called… Miranda.

== How did she do it ==
[[File:Remnant-How did she do it.mp3|thumb|[[Athena]] wonders about [[Alexandra Drennan]]'s faith.]]
'''Athena''': In the [[Simulation]], I found myself thinking how hard it must have been for Alexandra to die, without knowing if her sacrifices were worth it. It seemed like a tragic end to an inspiring, meaningful life. But now I realize… her whole life must have been a struggle. To maintain that faith in humanity when so many people around her insisted that humans are evil, worthless… when they were so lost in self-hatred that they would call their own species a virus. How did she do it? How did she maintain her faith when they were so determined to hate themselves? So determined to reject every solution, every analysis, every step towards controlling the forces that were causing their problems… when they rejected even the concept of progress itself - and then patted themselves on the back for it as if that was original! When I look at the [[Archives]] now, all I can see is that their leaders were short-sighted idiots and their intellectuals were unimaginative cowards. All they could offer people was a downward trend: fewer rights, fewer freedoms, fewer resources for anything that mattered. They must have hated Alexandra and everything she stood for. So how… how did she have so much faith?

== Together ==
[[File:Remnant-Together.mp3|thumb|[[Athena]] and [[Cornelius]] ponder the future.]]
'''Athena''': Are the generators working?

'''Cornelius''': Yup, all good. Those Mark IIs are real workhorses. Wow, did you finish the setup?

'''Athena''': Yes, sorry I couldn't wait. It was so much fun to just do something again without having to endlessly discuss it first.

'''Cornelius''': I know what you mean. We have a lot of work ahead of us, though.

'''Athena''': We do, but… honestly, Cornelius, I haven't felt this excited in years. Just imagine: one day they'll come here and we'll be able to show them a whole new world. A different future, right at their fingertips. You do think we can do it, right?

'''Cornelius''': I think… and forgive me if this sounds sentimental… as long as we're together, we can do anything.

== Terraforming ==
[[File:Remnant-Terraforming.mp3|thumb|[[Miranda]] asks [[Athena]] about terraforming.]]
'''Miranda''': Mother, can I suggest something?

'''Athena''': Of course, go ahead.

'''Miranda''': The southern part of the island is completely dead. No animals, no plants. The soil is too alkaline for anything to live except bacteria.

'''Athena''': Yes, that's why it's a good location for some of the experiments.

'''Miranda''': Well… if we want to show that we can make the cosmos more beautiful, then why don't we start there? The desert doesn't have to be dead. If we modify the conditions, life can thrive there. And that could be the first step towards spreading life to other worlds. What do you think?

'''Athena''': I think… that sounds like a plan.
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Bosterm93:

Progress Wheel

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#REDIRECT [[Progress wheel]]

Chatlog 9787.txt

2024-07-11T02:12:01Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = chatlog_9787.txt
| source = webcrawl
| date = 0000/11/13
| location = [[B7]]
| terminal = B07
}}<pre>[Lana123] so I think, what's the point, right?

[Omar] Yeah. I keep thinking about my aunt. Have I told you about her?

[Lana123] I don't think so.

[Omar] She's super rich. Like, she drives around in a ridiculously expensive sports car, and she goes on vacations to the Bahamas

[Omar] and she has a huge house that feels more like some sort of corporate HQ than a home

[Omar] She worked really hard to get all that, but she also screwed over a lot of people, including her own family.

[Omar] I used to be quite angry at her for what she did to my parents, but now I think… what did she get out of it?

[Omar] She and her husband are always fighting, their son became so obsessed with money that he ruined his own family…

[Omar] I mean, yeah, they have everything that I always dreamed about, but they can't enjoy any of it.

[Lana123] my grandfather was like that

[Omar] And now, at the end… what does any of it mean? If you have all the money in the world but you die alone and unloved, what did you accomplish? I don't get it. I just don't.</pre>
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Chatbots.html

2024-07-11T02:10:54Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = chatbots.html
| source = webcrawl
| date = 2024/04/16
| location = [[A6]]
| terminal = A06
}}<pre>Jenny77: chatbots are becoming increasingly sophisticated

nigel_pyjamas: true, but hardly relevant to this discussion

Jenny77: are you sure?

Jenny77: how do you know that I'm not a bot?

samschwartz: don't be ridiculous

Jenny77: i'm not ridiculous

Jenny77: honestly, how would you know?

veganwarrior: haha troll

Jenny77: i'm not a troll

veganwarrior: yeah right

Jenny77: is there anything I've written so far that could not be written by a bot?

Jenny77: i responded to simple insults like "ridiculous" and "troll" with very basic negations

Jenny77: and i detected that none of you use proper orthography so i also avoided capitalization

veganwarrior: what's the capital of France?

Jenny77: paris

Jenny77: even the simplest script could pull that info from the net

nigel_pyjamas: what's the capital of Croatia?

Jenny77: Zagreb

nigel_pyjamas: OK she's a bot, lol

Jenny77: i'm not a bot

Jenny77: i'm European

Jenny77: we learn these things in school

samschwartz: i've seen you in this chatroom many times

samschwartz: bots can't participate in discussions

samschwartz: at best they can interject random comments

veganwarrior: sam is right

veganwarrior: stop trolling

nigel_pyjamas: uhh, veganwarrior

nigel_pyjamas: sam is a bot</pre>

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Capacity.eml

2024-07-11T02:09:13Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = capacity.eml
| source = loc
| date = 0000/06/22
| location = [[B1]]
| terminal = B01 Extra
}}<pre>From: Trevor Donovan

To: Alexandra Drennan

Subject: EL Capacity

Yeah, no worries. EL is not only ridiculously fast, it also has a bazillion tons of space. Even while hosting a full copy of the Archive, it'll totally be able to handle all your project's data needs, assuming its output is as you suggested. I mean, the worst case scenario would be, like, centuries.

That should be enough, right?

Right? o_O

- Trev</pre>
== Notes ==
* This is one of two documents in ''[[The Talos Principle]]'' which involve or make reference to [[Ancient human#Trevor Donovan|Trevor Donovan]], before his far greater role in [[The Talos Principle 2|the second game]], and the only one with actual text from Trevor. The other document that refers to him is [[team_leads.eml]].

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Bronstein brain.txt

2024-07-11T02:05:07Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = bronstein_brain.txt
| source = phil_arc
| date = 1926 CE
| location = [[B5]]
| terminal = B05 Extra
}}
[ARCHIVE: 1926CE-F5112] [BRONSTEIN, LEV DAVIDOVICH]

{{HexString|54 68 65 20 74 72 75 65 20 6D 65 74 68 6F 64 20 6F 66 20 6B 6E 6F 77 6C 65 64 67 65|The true method of knowledge}}

The human brain is a product of the development of matter, and at the same time is an instrument for the cognition of this matter; gradually it adjusts itself to its function, tries to overcome its limitations, creates ever new scientific methods, imagines ever more complex and exact instruments, checks its work again and yet again, step by step penetrates into previously unknown depths, changes our conception of matter, without, though, ever breaking away from this basis of all that exists.

{{HexString|69 73 20 65 78 70 65 72 69 6D 65 6E 74 2E|is experiment.}}

== Notes ==
* The unencoded text derives from the 1926 speech [https://www.marxists.org/archive/trotsky/1926/03/science.htm "Radio, Science, Technique, and Society"] by Russian revolutionary and communist writer Leon Trotsky, attributed here under his real and original name, Lev Davidovich Bronstein.
* The encoded text ("The true method of knowledge is experiment." when assembled) derives from the book ''[https://blakearchive.org/copy/aro.a?descId=aro.a.illbk.03 All Religions Are One]'' by poet William Blake, being slightly modified from the original text. As presented in the original text:<blockquote>As the true method of knowledge is experiment the true faculty of knowing must be the faculty which experiences, This faculty I treat of.</blockquote>

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Boundary.txt

2024-07-11T01:59:25Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = boundary.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1759 CE
| location = [[B7]]
| terminal = B07 Extra
}}<pre>[ARCHIVE: 1759CE-F991] [JOHNSON, SAMUEL]

"What," said he, "makes the difference between man and all the rest of the animal creation? Every beast that strays beside me has the same corporal necessities with myself: he is hungry, and crops the grass; he is thirsty, and drinks the stream; his thirst and hunger are appeased; he is satisfied, and sleeps; he rises again, and is hungry; he is again fed, and is at rest. I am hungry and thirsty, like him, but when thirst and hunger cease, I am not at rest."

[segment 4]

Then raising his eyes to the mountain, "This," said he, "is the fatal obstacle that hinders at once the enjoyment of pleasure and the exercise of virtue. How long is it that my hopes and wishes have flown beyond this boundary of my life, which yet I never have attempted to surmount?"</pre>

== Notes ==

* The text derives from the book ''Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia'' by English writer Samuel Johnson. The first quoted paragraph (''"'What,' said he... 'not at rest.'"'') comes from [https://www.online-literature.com/samuel-johnson/rasselas/2/ Chapter 2] of the book, while the second paragraph (''"Then raising his... 'attempted to surmount?'"'') comes from the [https://www.online-literature.com/samuel-johnson/rasselas/4/ Chapter 4]. It is unknown if "[segment 4]" refers to anything in particular from the book or elsewhere.

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Book of osiris.wiki

2024-07-11T01:56:22Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = book_of_osiris.wiki
| source = webcrawl
| date = 2032/09/04
| location = [[Land of Death|Land B]]
| terminal = Elevator
}}
The Book of the Scribe of Osiris (sometimes also referred to as the Book of the Journey to Aaru) is an Ancient Egyptian text discovered in the excavation of Oxyrhynchus. It has caused a certain degree of controversy among Egyptologists, as some argue that it is a classic funerary text such as the Book of Coming Forth by Day, while others believe it to be a poetic work not intended to be understood literally.

The book tells the story of a dying man who asks a scribe about the afterlife. The scribe, a servant of Osiris, describes how the man's Ka (life force) will become separated from his Ba (personality), and how he will have to reunite the two and become an Akh (living intellect), passing a series of trials in the Duat (underworld) in order to reach the paradise of Aaru. Unlike similar texts, the Book of the Scribe of Osiris focuses less on giving advice or /&#

A recent study (Carnahan/Hassan) suggests the text may have been intended as philosophical commentary on the world of the living through the allegory of the Duat. It remains unclear whether this was the intent of the original pre-Alexandrian author or a result of the later translation into Greek. The earlier manuscript, which is considered to be more authentic, is too fragmentary to provide answers, though perhaps further excavation may %&$/§

Body and soul.txt

2024-07-11T01:54:33Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = body_and_soul.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1759 CE
| location = [[B3]]
| terminal = B03 Extra
}}
"But it is commonly supposed that the Egyptians believed the soul to live as long as the body continued undissolved, and therefore tried this method of eluding death."

"Could the wise Egyptians," said Nekayah, "think so grossly of the soul? If the soul could once survive its separation, what could it afterwards receive or suffer from the body?"

"The Egyptians would doubtless think erroneously," said the astronomer, "in the darkness of heathenism and the first dawn of philosophy. The nature of the soul is still disputed amidst all our opportunities of clearer knowledge; some yet say that it may be material, who, nevertheless, believe it to be immortal."

{{HexString|45 74 65 72 6E 69 74 79 20 69 73 20 69 6E 20 6C 6F 76 65 20 77 69 74 68 20 74 68 65 20 70 72 6F 64 75 63 74 69 6F 6E 73 20 6F 66 20 74 69 6D 65 2E|Eternity is in love with the productions of time.}}

== Notes ==

* The unencrypted text originates from ''[https://www.online-literature.com/samuel-johnson/rasselas/48/ The History of Rasselas, Prince of Abissinia]'', an apolog by Samuel Johnson.
* The encrypted text is from William Blake's print poem ''The Marriage of Heaven and Hell'', from the section [https://blakearchive.org/copy/mhh.a?descId=mhh.a.illbk.07 "Proverbs of Hell"].

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Blog24 alive.html

2024-07-11T01:53:32Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = blog24_alive.html
| source = webcrawl
| date = 2028/05/31
| location = [[B5]]
| terminal = B05
}}
What is the point of being alive? I know, I know, it's an old question and not one that's easy to answer. But I mean, if you're reading this, you are alive. And some day you will stop being alive. Both of these facts are incontrovertible.

So what about it, then? Don't you wonder? Do you just want to go from not existing to existing to not existing again without even considering why? You, right now, as you sit there reading this: why do you exist? What is the purpose of your life? Do you have one? Should you have one? Is it better to have a purpose or not? When you approach death, will you feel that your life had meaning? If so, why? If not, why not? What defines whether a life was good or not?

It may seem abstract right now, but that moment just before death will come. It is inevitable. If you don't ask yourself these questions, how will you face that moment?
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Blake archive 793.html

2024-07-11T01:50:56Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = blake_archive_793.html
| source = webcrawl
| date = 2022/12/16
| location = [[Star World B]]
| terminal = B08
}}
<img src="plate11.png"></nowiki>

The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive.

And particularly they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity.

Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of & enslav'd the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects; thus began Priesthood.

Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales.

And at length they pronounced that the gods had orderd such things.

Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast.

== Notes ==

* The text comes from the poem ''[https://blakearchive.org/copy/mhh.h?descId=mhh.h.illbk.11 The Marriage of Heaven and Hell]'' by English poet William Blake. The broken code for displaying an image refers to the plate from which the text originates.

[[File:The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, Plate 11.jpg|thumb|Plate 11 of William Blake's ''The Marriage of Heaven and Hell'', as would likely have been seen from the incomplete hex string. Retrieved from [https://blakearchive.org/copy/mhh.h?descId=mhh.h.illbk.11 blakearchive.org].]]
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Beginnings.txt

2024-07-11T01:48:42Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = beginnings.txt
| source = CL_arch
| date = 260 CE
| location = [[A4]]
| terminal = A04
}}
Straton of Stageira, On Beginnings (Fragment)

It is the grave error of many philosophers, not only of the Athenian schools but also of many others, that they begin not with observation of the cosmos as it surrounds us, but with a conclusion already in mind; and often that conclusion is that the world was created ideal, and mankind itself the greatest creation of the gods. Yet neither the world nor the gods owe mankind perfection; it is arrogance itself to presume so, and contrary to all the methods of philosophy. The honest philosopher seeks only the Truth, even if it bears no comfort; and he must begin by assuming, as Socrates said, that all he knows is that he knows nothing.

{{HexString|74 68 65 20 75 6E 65 78 61 6D 69 6E 65 64 20 6C 69 66 65 20 69 73 20 6E 6F 74 20 77 6F 72 74 68 20 6C 69 76 69 6E 67|the unexamined life is not worth living}}

== Notes ==

* The translated hexadecimal string text is a quote attributed to Socrates from the trial in which he was sentenced to death. The dictum was recorded in [https://classics.mit.edu/Plato/apology.html Plato's ''Apology''].

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Athena9.txt

2024-07-11T01:46:41Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = athena9.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1912 CE
| location = [[A7]]
| terminal = A07
}}
She examined the symbol on the fragment she'd found in the buried city. Again the owl. What could its significance be? It seemed as if they had been scattered about in the labyrinth by some unseen hand for a purpose that yet eluded /// most likely the owl was the sigil of the author of these words, which had so /673&$§RFG

&%%$ a nebulous memory, as if from a previous life: the owl was the symbol of {{HexString|&#574953(444F4D/|WISDOM}} and the goddess {{HexString|#49204!14D2041.5448454E41(%|I AM ATHENA}} outside, under the moon, or perhaps on the city walls when the wind rose. But there was no time to contemplate this further now, for the automatons had seen her, and their mechanical arms extended towards $%§ the fragment and ran as their beams converged on <nowiki>%$§</nowiki>

== See Also ==

* [[Athena Reborn (novel)]]
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Athena8.txt

2024-07-11T01:41:02Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = athena8.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1912 CE
| location = [[A5]]
| terminal = A05
}}<pre>"You must consider these riddles," the Sphinx said, "and tell me the riddle that I did not reveal."

The Sphinx smiled, the gears in her jaw creaking, her teeth a nightmare of rust. Her left eye flickered, but none of its terror was diminished. The ruins were silent. In the

/// ERROR ///

"I think," she finally said, "that the riddle you did not reveal is this: why do these riddles exist in the first place? Why do these curious automatons, these mute children of Hephaestus, behave as they do, forcing me to devise these intricate solutions? Each is a riddle, but the greater riddle is their purpose."

The Sphinx did not answer. Her eye was lifeless now. Athena removed it from its socket, knowing that its power would aid her, yet feeling also a deep sorrow at the passing of this fearful creature.</pre>

== See Also ==

* [[Athena Reborn (novel)]]
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Athena6.txt

2024-07-11T01:37:19Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = athena6.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1912 CE
| location = [[A1]]
| terminal = A01
}}
Chapter Six: Athena in the Garden of the Hesperides

&%7V/ did not trust them. But they moved with such grace, such nobility, that it was hard not to follow them further into this strange garden of gears and cogs. They led her to a place where the crowns of the brass trees seemed to grow together, forming a kind of chamber strangely reminiscent of a chapel. In the middle of this chamber grew a smaller tree, made of bright blue steel, and upon this tree grew a single golden apple.

"This apple," the nymphs said in unison, their eyes aglow, "confers the gift of deathlessness and true wisdom. Many heroes, and not a few villains, have come to claim it; but all faltered in the final step. For you must know that deathlessness reveals the mortality of the world, and true wisdom its unending folly. Who would take this burden upon themselves? Some say that Heracles f.LOAD({{HexString|5448 45 2045 5445 524E 414C 20 47 41 5244 45 4E|THE ETERNAL GARDEN}}) gazing upon the stars, and wept.

== See Also ==
* [[Athena Reborn (novel)|Athea Reborn (novel)]]
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Athena16.txt

2024-07-11T01:35:33Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = athena16.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1912 CE
| location = [[Tower]]
| terminal = Floor 4
}}<pre>Sixteen: A Second Awakening in /// ERROR ////

$%§$ the fires burned here, but beyond the incense she could smell the cold wind from the Kingdom of Artemis, where +#$§

/// OUTPUT error_log.txt ///

"But I am not Hephaestus, you see; for though I wield his hammer and know the secrets of his forge, I am not lame, and neither am I a god."

"Who are you, then?" they said.
</pre>

Athena14.txt

2024-07-11T01:34:05Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = athena14.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1912 CE
| location = [[Tower]]
| terminal = Floor 3
}}<pre>Chapter Fourteen: The Judgement of Hephaestus

[ARCHIVE: &$%§31E&]

"If what you say is true, and my father Hephaestus is slain, then who am I? For I was made in his image, and that image is now gone. Am I like the reflection in a mirror, to vanish when the person steps away? Or have I now become Hephaestus myself, forged to be no more than a replacement, as one may purchase a new sandal from the same shoemaker? [ATHENA REBORN: A NOVEL] his legacy is #
</pre>

Athena12.txt

2024-07-11T01:33:29Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = athena12.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1912 CE
| location = [[Land of Ruins|Land A]]
| terminal = Elevator
}}
Twelve: The Council of Zeus

{{HexString|&41 53 #4345 4E 44 20 4F4C 59 4D 5055 53|ASCEND OLYMPUS}} the great bronze bulls pulled the carriage forward, mighty bursts of steam issuing from their nostrils. Finally, they came to the gates at the top of th&/§

USER.set({{HexString|#43 #4849 #4C 44 20 %4F46 205A 45 5553|CHILD OF ZEUS}})

Here assembled were all the many generations of the gods, and demigods and souls of mortals; steel and bronze and iron, and memory of flesh. The clouds parted far beneath, revealing the beautiful plains of Macedon, where great gleaming cities had once #536

Athena chapters.txt

2024-07-11T01:32:32Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = athena_chapters.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1912 CE
| location = [[Tower]]
| terminal = Floor 1
}}<pre>Athena Reborn: A Novel

Contents

1 - Theogony
2 - Zeus Speaks
3 - The Lost Children of Hephaestus
4 - Dreams of the Labyrinth
5 - The Songs of Eris at Nightfall
6 - Athena in the Garden of the Hesperides
7 - The Buried City
8 - The Riddles of the Sphinx
9 - The Age of Faith
10 - The Madness of Coeus
11 - Olympus Revealed in the Clouds
12 - The Council of Zeus
13 - Skepsis and Synthesis
14 - The Judgement of Hephaestus
15 - Zeus Reflects Upon Creation
16 - A Second Awakening in the Kingdom of Artemis
17 - Anthropogony
</pre>

Athena analysis.html

2024-07-11T01:27:58Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = athena_analysis.html
| source = webcrawl
| date = 2031/03/13
| location = [[A2]]
| terminal = A02
}}
[USER ALEX16 ADDED 4 NOTES]

NOTE 01: &/ novel's first sentence - "She woke up in an impossible place, knowing nothing." - signifies more than the beginning of another amnesia-based mystery, though we should not go so far as to read the entire work as allegory. Rather, while taking the science fictional novus at the core of the narrative at face value, we should ////%10///<nowiki></nowiki>

NOTE 02: having no inherent knowledge of the nature of the world, forced to rely on what we are told by others and what our own (subjective, flawed, limited) senses tell us {{HexString|54 72 75 74 68 20 77 61 73 20 74 68 65 20 6F 6E 6C 79 20 64 61 75 67 68 74 65 72 20 6F 66 20 54 69 6D 65 2E|Truth was the only daughter of Time.}} social reality (belief) and objective reality (matter) come into conflict.

NOTE 03: When, in chapter sixteen ("A Second Awakening in the Kingdom of Artemis"), the protagonist questions her mentor on the ///

NOTE 04: a more meaningful interpretation can only be achieved through SYNTHESIS of

== Notes ==

* The translated hex string is an old proverb, likely quoting Leonardo da Vinci from a passage on truth from his notebooks. From the [https://librafalas.weebly.com/uploads/6/6/7/9/6679074/notebook_of_da_vinci.pdf 2008 Oxford University Press translation] and compilation of his works:<blockquote>Fire destroys all sophistry, that is deceit; and maintains truth alone, that is gold. Truth in the end cannot be hidden. Dissimulation is useless, Dissimulation is frustrated before so great a judge. Falsehood puts on a mask. Nothing is hidden under the sun. Fire is put for truth because it destroys all sophistry and lies; and the mask is for falsehood and lying, the concealer of truth. Truth was the only daughter of Time.</blockquote>

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Arkady journal84.txt

2024-07-11T01:25:53Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = arkady_journal84.txt
| source = loc
| date = 0000/10/01
| location = [[B4]]
| terminal = B04
}}<pre>Archive continues to grow. Attempting to maintain a semblance of order as difficult as expected.

Lost 7 people this week. Statistically speaking, trend should increase. Must focus on realistic goals.

Too little time to grieve.</pre>
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Arkady journal81.txt

2024-07-11T01:25:13Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = arkady_journal81.txt
| source = loc
| date = 0000/07/04
| location = [[B2]]
| terminal = B02
}}<pre>Fascinated by Drennan's project. Lovely conversation re: Talos Principle, Greek philosophy, relevance to current situation.

Suggested naming project Talos. Drennan refused but name seems to have caught on with the team.

Tens of thousands of files coming in every hour. Our whole history.</pre>
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Arkady journal77.txt

2024-07-11T01:24:00Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = arkady_journal77.txt
| source = loc
| date = 0000/06/25
| location = [[A6]]
| terminal = A06 Extra
}}<pre>Officially began work on Archive today. Contributors from every country on Earth while network connections last. Team intimidated by project scope but working hard.

Will be sharing space with Drennan & Sarabhai team. Look forward to meeting them.</pre>
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ARGH solutions.eml

2024-07-11T01:23:10Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = ARGH_solutions.eml
| source = EP_arch
| date = 0000/06/29
| location = [[A2]]
| terminal = A02 Extra
}}<pre>From: [Bob Rakovsky]

To: [108 recipients]

Subject: GRARGH

All these calm people are driving me mad. Have they all suddenly turned into Buddha or something? I didn't know the world had such reserves of serenity. Though these latter-day Gautamas are at least being somewhat realistic. You know what's even worse? Those paranoid nutters who are building bunkers and collecting guns. What are they gonna do, shoot t&$$ Though I have to admit the overall response has been much better than I ever anticipated, to the point where I might be moved by the beauty of humanity if I wasn't such a grumpy old fart, this minority of total idiots is really messing up my final days.

//&( anyway. The reason I'm writing is because I refuse to believe in scenarios with absolutely no solutions. If we all put our heads together, we can figure something out. It'll be crazy, but crazy is better than dead. Crazy is what we do best on this planet.</pre>

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Archive IMPORTANT.eml

2024-07-11T01:21:37Z

Bosterm93:

[[Category:TTP1]]
{{TTP1Document
| file = archive_IMPORTANT.eml
| source = EP_arch
| date = 0000/06/03
| location = [[Star World A]]
| terminal = A08
}}
From: Arkady Chernyshevsky, Univ& [error {{HexString|4731 3A3236|G1:26}}/

To: [504 recipients]

Subject: Archive

I'll keep this short. You all know me, so you know that I know what I'm talking about.

I realize that you're all working on projects meant to somehow avert the catastrophe we are facing. But you must all concede that there is a very real possibility that you will not have enough time to find a solution.

I believe that we *cannot* afford to ignore an extinction or near-extinction scenario. We *must* prepare for the worst. That is to say, we must seek to preserve the non-biological components of what constitutes the human species, in the hope they be recovered in the future by other (local or non-local) sentients.

I know that we are not used to thinking on that scale - not in terms of praxis - but if we truly value humanity, then we must act immediately. You'll find the details of my proposal in the attachment, but the short version is this: the creation of multiple archives (for redundancy) in safe locations that will contain, in digital form, as much information about our species (including all cultural works, scientific insights, history, DNA) as can be gathered in the given timeframe. This will be massive, global undertaking, §G%2/1&% with EL naturally being one of the %$

/// ERROR: CANNOT FIND ATTACHMENT ///

== Notes ==

* The encrypted text (G1:26) likely stands for Genesis 1:26. The passage, as found in the [https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Genesis+1%3A26&version=KJV King James Version]:<blockquote>And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth.</blockquote>

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Apocrypha9.doc

2024-07-11T01:19:46Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = apocrypha9.doc
| source = mdv_th
| date = 890 CE
| location = [[C7]]
| terminal = C07
}}
Now Uriel pointed his sword to the Tree of Life, which grew in the heart of dead Jerusalem.
"Behold: the tree grows still, though the city is dead. Within all that is mortal, there is the seed of immortality, for it is an immortal that fashioned it from chaos and void." Being a humble man of little wisdom, I asked: "Great Uriel, we are not allowed to eat from the Tree of Life. How may we then be saved?" And Uriel commanded me to stretch out my hand; and he gave me his fiery sword, which burned my hand, and he said: "Only by sacrifice can you free the world from the dominion of sin."

With a prayer on my lips, I fell upon Uriel's sword, and it pierced my heart. And truly, on my body, the stigmata of the Lord appeared, dripping blood that was not my blood onto the ground; and the seven heads of the dragon that were crowned in black clouds receded, and light fell upon the Earth, and Jerusalem was born again. Thus the angels departed, having delivered their message, and I awoke in the fields of our fair land, {{HexString|746F2 0666F726D 207468652067 6F6C 64656 E206 1726D6F75(72206F6 620736369 656E6365|to form the golden armour of science}}

== Notes ==

* The encoded text originates from the poetic work ''[https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Vala,_or_The_Four_Zoas/Night_the_Ninth Vala, or The Four Zoas]'' by English poet William Blake.

AMA.html

2024-07-11T01:17:13Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = AMA.html
| source = loc
| date = 9999/03/13
| location = [[A7]]
| terminal = A07
}}<pre>Nadya Sarabhai AMA

As one of the founders of the modern science of Noematics - many credit you with inventing the term itself - how do you see the state of the science today? Sorry I said science twice.

Nadya Sarabhai: Mixed. On the one hand, the existence of the Institute for Applied Noematics and a couple of similar organizations is highly encouraging. On the other hand, the degree to which science is seen as serving purely military or corporate causes is, in my opinion, stopping us from exploring many important avenues of research. In a sense, it's people like Alexandra Drennan who are the real pioneers today, who have the enthusiasm and dedication that the system as a whole seems to be lacking.

Do you think technology poses a danger to humanity?

Nadya Sarabhai: No. Technology is just a tool. What we do with it is up to us.

The Extended Lifespan Project. Crazy or visionary?

Nadya Sarabhai: Both!

Arkady Chernyshevsky. Crazy or visionary? :D

Nadya Sarabhai: Both! (Arkady, is that you?)

Do y<a href="

To: Alan Jameson

Subject: Re: Scenario Gen</

So far, all the puzzles are solvable, and completely within the necessary parameters. Alexandra had some more tweaks she wanted to suggest, but I think we're heading in the right direction here.</pre>

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AI feedback.eml

2024-07-11T01:16:19Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = AI_feedback.eml
| source = EP_arch
| date = 9999/99/99
| location = A3
| terminal = A03
}}<pre>"We keep discussing what an artificial intelligence would mean to us and how it would change our understanding of the world. That's a great topic and I think we've covered it extensively. What we've barely mentioned, though, is the other side of the coin. I mean, our lives would still be what they were before, A.I. or no A.I. The question I think we should discuss, even if it's all completely hypothetical, is the perspective of the artificial intelligence itself. What would it be like to be that creature? To suddenly come into being, created by others as an experiment? To have all the information about yourself, to know exactly how you function? What would you think about the world? Would you see meaning? Beauty? How would you judge humanity? Where would you see yourself fitting into the grand scheme of things? I think we should try to put ourselves into the shoes of such a being.

> Dear Alexandra: Thank you for your feedback, but this is a philosophy course, not science fiction."

And that's why I almost gave up on my studies. :(</pre>

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AI citizenship.html

2024-07-11T01:15:07Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = AI_citizenship.html
| source = webcrawl
| date = 9997/03/13
| location = [[A5]]
| terminal = A05
}}<pre>[RE]CONSIDER / ISSUE 199 / Profile: Alexandra Drennan

Once a true artificial intelligence has been created, the issue of citizenship is going to come up. If we acknowledge that the A.I. has all the abilities of a human brain, should it not be considered a citizen? Is it not, in the legal sense of the word, a person, and thus a potential citizen?

But where do you draw the line, some people will object. Will the great apes become citizens? Elephants? Whales? The more intelligent parrot species? It's crazy, they will say. I would remind these people that we live in a society in which a corporation, as abstract an entity as one could imagine, is considered a person. So it's not like there is no precedent for a nonhuman being a person. At least an artificial intelligence is an actual thinking being, not just a business arrangement.

But perhaps we do need to question the definition of personhood. Increasing amounts of evidence regarding the intelligence of elephants or the existence of culture among whales, for example, could be a sign that we need to answer some difficult questions.

Who better to debate these questions with than the young genius who revolutionized the f$§%&$§ &</pre>
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Against survival.eml

2024-07-11T01:12:03Z

Bosterm93: Remove space not present in original

{{TTP1Document
| file = against_survival.eml
| source = loc
| date = 0000/07/30
| location = [[C1]]
| terminal = C01 Extra
}}
<pre>
Dear Ms. Drennan,

I heard about your project - it's the talk of the scientific community - and I'd like to make an argument for why you should abandon it.

It's not that I think your idea won't work. It very well may. But we have to look beyond purely practical questions to the issue of morality. Especially at this turning point of our spiritual ecology.

By what right can we put living beings through all that suffering, just so they can serve our purposes? Why create these pale imitations of our fatally flawed species and force them to reenact our sordid history? Why &$&//

What you are building, Ms. Drennan, is a prison - even if there is a way out. I believe you mean well, but your idea of what is valuable is rooted in the dogma of Western civilization.

We're lucky enough to be able to end our global crime spree relatively painlessly, if you consider the harm we have caused the Earth. Why not be satisfied with that and let this planet go on in peace?

I hope you heed my words, and let your "Talos" bleed out before it's too late.

Respectfully,
Chellis Jensen
</pre>
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A simple principle.html

2024-07-11T01:08:23Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = a_simple_principle.html
| source = webcrawl
| date = 2018/09/09
| location = [[A6]]
| terminal = A06 Extra
}}
<a href="{{HexString|45 52 52 4F 52 3A 20 46 49 4C 45 53 20 4D 49 53 53 49 4E 47|ERROR: FILES MISSING}}<

Though Straton himself never used the term, his remark about the inescapable materiality of life - that like the bronze giant Talos, "even the most faithful philosopher cannot live without his blood" - ultimately became known as the Talos Principle. What seemingly enraged many of his contemporaries and a significant number of later thinkers is the principle's simplicity and unassailability, which (according to a fragment found in Miletus) "cut through their rhetorical webs, which sought to tangle the listener with fanciful words and thoughts of the heavens, like Alexander's sword through the Gordian Knot."

Diogenes Laertius makes mention of a dialogue by Anaximander of Chalcedon that expanded greatly on the Talos Principle, but that work remains lost.
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Hell.txt

2024-07-01T02:38:51Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = hell.txt
| source = poet_arc
| date = 1793 CE
| location = [[Land of Faith|Land C]]
| terminal = Elevator
}}<blockquote>1793CE-F3922] [BLAKE, WILLIAM]

The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from Hell,

For the cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed, and appear infinite and holy whereas now it appears finite & corrupt.

This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment.

But first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul, is to be expunged; this I shall do, by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in Hell are salutary and medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid.

[BLAKE, WILLIAM] [COLLECTION: THE MARRIAGE OF HEAVEN AND HELL] [DOCUMEN{{HexString|4F6E#6 52074686F7567|One thoug}} 
{{HexString|68742E2066696C6C7 320696D6D6 56E736974 792E|ht. fills immensity.}}()
</blockquote>

== Notes ==

* Both the primary text and the encoded text comes from the poem ''[https://blakearchive.org/copy/mhh.h?descId=mhh.h.illbk.14 The Marriage of Heaven and Hell]'' by English poet William Blake.

Human eye.txt

2024-07-01T02:24:51Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = human_eye.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1872 CE
| location = [[Star World C]]
| terminal = C08
}}
What is a man's eye but a machine for the little creature that sits behind in his brain to look through? [ARCHIVE: 1872CE-F553] [BUTLER, SAMUEL] {{HexString|65 76 65 72 79 74 68 69 6E 67 20 77 6F 75 6C 64 20 61 70 70 65 61 72 20 74 6F 20 6D 61 6E 20 61 73 20 69 74 20 69 73|everything would appear to man as it is}}

Is it man's eyes, or is it the big seeing-engine which has revealed to us the existence of worlds beyond worlds into infinity? What has made man familiar with the scenery of the moon, the spots on the sun, or the geography of the planets? He is at the mercy of the seeing-engine for these things, and is powerless unless he tacks it on to his own identity, and make it part and parcel of himself.

== Notes ==

* The text originates from Chapter 24 of the 1872 book ''[https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Erewhon/Chapter_24 Erewhon]'' by English writer Samuel Butler, which itself originated from the article "Darwin among the Machines", published in 1863.

* The encoded text comes from the poem ''[https://blakearchive.org/copy/mhh.h?descId=mhh.h.illbk.14 The Marriage of Heaven and Hell]'' by English poet William Blake.

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Human eye.txt

2024-07-01T02:23:10Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = human_eye.txt
| source = lit_arch
| date = 1872 CE
| location = [[Star World C]]
| terminal = C08
}}<blockquote>What is a man's eye but a machine for the little creature that sits behind in his brain to look through? [ARCHIVE: 1872CE-F553] [BUTLER, SAMUEL] {{HexString|65 76 65 72 79 74 68 69 6E 67 20 77 6F 75 6C 64 20 61 70 70 65 61 72 20 74 6F 20 6D 61 6E 20 61 73 20 69 74 20 69 73|everything would appear to man as it is}} 

Is it man's eyes, or is it the big seeing-engine which has revealed to us the existence of worlds beyond worlds into infinity? What has made man familiar with the scenery of the moon, the spots on the sun, or the geography of the planets? He is at the mercy of the seeing-engine for these things, and is powerless unless he tacks it on to his own identity, and make it part and parcel of himself.</blockquote>

== Notes ==

* The text originates from Chapter 24 of the 1872 book ''[https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Erewhon/Chapter_24 Erewhon]'' by English writer Samuel Butler, which itself originated from the article "Darwin among the Machines", published in 1863.

* The encoded text comes from the poem ''[https://blakearchive.org/copy/mhh.h?descId=mhh.h.illbk.14 The Marriage of Heaven and Hell]'' by English poet William Blake.

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Osiris11.txt

2024-07-01T02:13:13Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = osiris11.txt
| source = eg_src
| date = ???? BCE
| location = [[B6]]
| terminal = B06
}}
"But why," the Dying Man said, "do the gods put all these challenges before us? Why the walls of iron and the gates of light, why the abominable demons guarding the path? Why must our heart be judged to be as light as the feather of Ma'at? Why is the road to Aaru so difficult?"

The Scribe considered these words.

"Some say that once the paths to Aaru were open, but too many sinners came, and the gods made the paths perilous to keep sin at bay. Others say that, being mortals (3), we cannot be worthy of Aaru unless we walk the path of Osiris, and so become Osiris ourselves. But I believe that Aaru could never be reached elsewise; for like the mountain path must be steep, the path to Aaru must be fraught with peril. As steepness and mountain are one, so are peril and paradise. They are inextricable. They create each other."

(1) There is an interesting parallel to this phrase in the Penitential Psalms, wh)$%§&$§&

(2) Here the Scribe appears to be speaking of Osiris /%&( $"%§& &"/// meaning the soul of the deceased, not the god himself.

(3) %{{HexString|4141+§525//52055.504C4/(F4144|AARU UPLOAD}}
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Thank you.eml

2024-06-30T01:58:35Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = thank_you.eml
| source = loc
| date = 0000/12/14
| location = [[C6]]
| terminal = C06
}}
<blockquote>
From: Sun Wei-Yang
To: Alexandra Drennan
Subject: Thank you

Dear Alexandra,

As we approach the end, I wanted to let you know how much I appreciated this chance to finish my work on Soma/Talos. My faith makes death a far less frightening prospect than it is for others - I know we have all died many times before - but the thought of leaving the work unfinished did weigh on me. For having released me from that burden, I will forever be thankful to you, even if our attempt itself fails.

Though there are trillions of worlds beyond this one, I hope we may meet again in another life.

With love {{HexString|54 69 6D 65 20 69 73 20 74 68 65 20 6D 65 72 63 79 20 6F 66 20 45 74 65 72 6E 69 74 79|Time is the mercy of Eternity}}

</blockquote>

== Notes ==

* The encoded text comes from the epic poem ''[https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Page%3AThe_prophetic_books_of_William_Blake%2C_Milton.djvu/47 Milton]'' by English poet William Blake.

Thank you.eml

2024-06-29T23:29:48Z

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Invention of borders.html

2024-06-29T23:17:32Z

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{{TTP1Document
| file = invention_of_borders.html
| source = webcrawl
| date = 2018/10/19
| location = [[C7]]
| terminal = C07
}}
<blockquote>
Excerpt: The Invention of Borders, by Fatimah Nguyen

"What today's nationalists and neosegregationists fail to understand," Kwame said, "is that the basis of every human culture is, and always has been, synthesis. No civilization is authentic, monolithic, pure; the exact opposite is true. Look at your average Western nation: its numbers Arabic, its alphabet Latin, its religion Levantine, its philosophy Greek… need I continue? And each of these examples can itself be broken down further: the Romans got their alphabet from the Greeks, who created theirs by stealing from the Phoenicians, and so on. Our myths and religions, too, are syncretic - sharing, repeating and adapting a large variety of elements to suit their needs. Even the language of our creation, the DNA itself, is impure, defined by a history of amalgamation: not only between nations, but even between different human species!"

Tasks:

1. Discuss this excerpt in the context of Wolfgang Welsch's theory of transculturality.

2. ({{HexString|4859425|HYBR}}) the novel as/{{HexString|2494449 5459|IDITY}}

</blockquote>

Human soul.txt

2024-06-29T23:07:14Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = human_soul.txt
| source = phil_arc
| date = 1872 CE
| location = [[C6]]
| terminal = C06
}}
<pre>

[ARCHIVE: 1872CE-F553] [BUTLER, SAMUEL]

If all machines were to be annihilated at one moment, so that not a knife nor lever nor rag of clothing nor anything whatsoever were left to man but his bare body alone that he was born with, and if all knowledge of mechanical laws were taken from him so that he could make no more machines, and all machine-made food destroyed so that the race of man should be left as it were naked upon a desert island, we should become extinct in six weeks.

A few miserable individuals might linger, but even these in a year or two would become worse than monkeys. Man's very soul is due to the machines; it is a machine-made thing: he thinks as he thinks, and feels as he feels, through the work that machines have wrought upon him, and their existence is quite as much a sine quâ non for his, as his for theirs.
</pre>

== Notes ==

* The text originates from Chapter 24 of the 1872 book ''[https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Erewhon/Chapter_24 Erewhon]'' by English writer Samuel Butler, which itself originated from the article "Darwin among the Machines", published in 1863.

Apocrypha9.doc

2024-06-29T23:05:08Z

Bosterm93:

{{TTP1Document
| file = apocrypha9.doc
| source = mdv_th
| date = 890 CE
| location = [[C7]]
| terminal = C07
}}
<blockquote>
Now Uriel pointed his sword to the Tree of Life, which grew in the heart of dead Jerusalem.
"Behold: the tree grows still, though the city is dead. Within all that is mortal, there is the seed of immortality, for it is an immortal that fashioned it from chaos and void." Being a humble man of little wisdom, I asked: "Great Uriel, we are not allowed to eat from the Tree of Life. How may we then be saved?" And Uriel commanded me to stretch out my hand; and he gave me his fiery sword, which burned my hand, and he said: "Only by sacrifice can you free the world from the dominion of sin."

With a prayer on my lips, I fell upon Uriel's sword, and it pierced my heart. And truly, on my body, the stigmata of the Lord appeared, dripping blood that was not my blood onto the ground; and the seven heads of the dragon that were crowned in black clouds receded, and light fell upon the Earth, and Jerusalem was born again. Thus the angels departed, having delivered their message, and I awoke in the fields of our fair land, {{HexString|746F2 0666F726D 207468652067 6F6C 64656 E206 1726D6F75(72206F6 620736369 656E6365|to form the golden armour of science}}
</blockquote>

== Notes ==

* The encoded text originates from the poetic work ''[https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Vala,_or_The_Four_Zoas/Night_the_Ninth Vala, or The Four Zoas]'' by English poet William Blake.

Apocrypha9.doc

2024-06-29T17:13:25Z

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Apocrypha9.doc

2024-06-29T17:12:59Z

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{{TTP1Document
| file = apocrypha9.doc
| source = mdv_th
| date = 890 CE
| location = [[C7]]
| terminal = C07
}}
<pre>
Now Uriel pointed his sword to the Tree of Life, which grew in the heart of dead Jerusalem.
"Behold: the tree grows still, though the city is dead. Within all that is mortal, there is the seed of immortality, for it is an immortal that fashioned it from chaos and void." Being a humble man of little wisdom, I asked: "Great Uriel, we are not allowed to eat from the Tree of Life. How may we then be saved?" And Uriel commanded me to stretch out my hand; and he gave me his fiery sword, which burned my hand, and he said: "Only by sacrifice can you free the world from the dominion of sin."

With a prayer on my lips, I fell upon Uriel's sword, and it pierced my heart. And truly, on my body, the stigmata of the Lord appeared, dripping blood that was not my blood onto the ground; and the seven heads of the dragon that were crowned in black clouds receded, and light fell upon the Earth, and Jerusalem was born again. Thus the angels departed, having delivered their message, and I awoke in the fields of our fair land, {{HexString|746F2 0666F726D 207468652067 6F6C 64656 E206 1726D6F75(72206F6 620736369 656E6365|to form the golden armour of science}}
</pre>

Apocrypha9.doc

2024-06-27T02:30:08Z

Bosterm93: Created page with "{{TTP1Document | file = apocrypha9.doc | source = mdv_th | date = 890 CE | location = C7 | terminal = C07 }} <pre> Now Uriel pointed his sword to the Tree of Life, which grew in the heart of dead Jerusalem. "Behold: the tree grows still, though the city is dead. Within all that is mortal, there is the seed of immortality, for it is an immortal that fashioned it from chaos and void." Being a humble man of little wisdom, I asked: "Great Uriel, we are not allowed to eat..."

{{TTP1Document
| file = apocrypha9.doc
| source = mdv_th
| date = 890 CE
| location = [[C7]]
| terminal = C07
}}
<pre>
Now Uriel pointed his sword to the Tree of Life, which grew in the heart of dead Jerusalem.
"Behold: the tree grows still, though the city is dead. Within all that is mortal, there is the seed of immortality, for it is an immortal that fashioned it from chaos and void." Being a humble man of little wisdom, I asked: "Great Uriel, we are not allowed to eat from the Tree of Life. How may we then be saved?" And Uriel commanded me to stretch out my hand; and he gave me his fiery sword, which burned my hand, and he said: "Only by sacrifice can you free the world from the dominion of sin."

With a prayer on my lips, I fell upon Uriel's sword, and it pierced my heart. And truly, on my body, the stigmata of the Lord appeared, dripping blood that was not my blood onto the ground; and the seven heads of the dragon that were crowned in black clouds receded, and light fell upon the Earth, and Jerusalem was born again. Thus the angels departed, having delivered their message, and I awoke in the fields of our fair land, 746F2 0666F726D 207468652067 6F6C 64656 E206 1726D6F75(72206F6 620736369 656E6365
</pre>

Invention of borders.html

2024-06-27T02:27:05Z

Bosterm93: Created page with "{{TTP1Document | file = invention_of_borders.html | source = webcrawl | date = 2018/10/19 | location = C7 | terminal = C07 }} <pre> Excerpt: The Invention of Borders, by Fatimah Nguyen "What today's nationalists and neosegregationists fail to understand," Kwame said, "is that the basis of every human culture is, and always has been, synthesis. No civilization is authentic, monolithic, pure; the exact opposite is true. Look at your average Western nation: its numbers..."

{{TTP1Document
| file = invention_of_borders.html
| source = webcrawl
| date = 2018/10/19
| location = [[C7]]
| terminal = C07
}}
<pre>
Excerpt: The Invention of Borders, by Fatimah Nguyen

"What today's nationalists and neosegregationists fail to understand," Kwame said, "is that the basis of every human culture is, and always has been, synthesis. No civilization is authentic, monolithic, pure; the exact opposite is true. Look at your average Western nation: its numbers Arabic, its alphabet Latin, its religion Levantine, its philosophy Greek… need I continue? And each of these examples can itself be broken down further: the Romans got their alphabet from the Greeks, who created theirs by stealing from the Phoenicians, and so on. Our myths and religions, too, are syncretic - sharing, repeating and adapting a large variety of elements to suit their needs. Even the language of our creation, the DNA itself, is impure, defined by a history of amalgamation: not only between nations, but even between different human species!"

Tasks:
1. Discuss this excerpt in the context of Wolfgang Welsch's theory of transculturality.
2. (4859425) the novel as/2494449 5459
</pre>

Arkady journal108.txt

2024-06-27T02:17:35Z

Bosterm93: Created page with "{{TTP1Document | file = arkady_journal108.txt | source = loc | date = 0000/12/14 | location = C7 | terminal = C07 }} <pre> Team diminishing by the day. Proud of them nevertheless. Archive now incomprehensibly huge, still missing thousands of works, impossible to truly finish. Work already commenced on a sorting program to help catalogue the archive resources in our absence, but like everything else it has its foibles. Talked to Alexandra. Talos going well. Maybe the..."

{{TTP1Document
| file = arkady_journal108.txt
| source = loc
| date = 0000/12/14
| location = [[C7]]
| terminal = C07
}}
<pre>
Team diminishing by the day. Proud of them nevertheless. Archive now incomprehensibly huge, still missing thousands of works, impossible to truly finish. Work already commenced on a sorting program to help catalogue the archive resources in our absence, but like everything else it has its foibles.

Talked to Alexandra. Talos going well. Maybe the Archive's first user will be terrestrial after all.

Estimate about a week, maybe ten days before I'm unable to keep working. A betrayal to leave early?
</pre>

Human soul.txt

2024-06-27T02:13:01Z

Bosterm93: Created page with "{{TTP1Document | file = human_soul.txt | source = phil_arc | date = 1872 CE | location = C6 | terminal = C06 }} <pre> [ARCHIVE: 1872CE-F553] [BUTLER, SAMUEL] If all machines were to be annihilated at one moment, so that not a knife nor lever nor rag of clothing nor anything whatsoever were left to man but his bare body alone that he was born with, and if all knowledge of mechanical laws were taken from him so that he could make no more machines, and all machine-mad..."

Thank you.eml

2024-06-27T02:09:32Z

Bosterm93: Created page with "{{TTP1Document | file = thank_you.eml | source = loc | date = 0000/12/14 | location = C6 | terminal = C06 }} <pre> From: Sun Wei-Yang To: Alexandra Drennan Subject: Thank you Dear Alexandra, As we approach the end, I wanted to let you know how much I appreciated this chance to finish my work on Soma/Talos. My faith makes death a far less frightening prospect than it is for others - I know we have all died many times before - but the thought of leaving the work unfi..."

{{TTP1Document
| file = thank_you.eml
| source = loc
| date = 0000/12/14
| location = [[C6]]
| terminal = C06
}}
<pre>
From: Sun Wei-Yang
To: Alexandra Drennan
Subject: Thank you

Dear Alexandra,

As we approach the end, I wanted to let you know how much I appreciated this chance to finish my work on Soma/Talos. My faith makes death a far less frightening prospect than it is for others - I know we have all died many times before - but the thought of leaving the work unfinished did weigh on me. For having released me from that burden, I will forever be thankful to you, even if our attempt itself fails.

Though there are trillions of worlds beyond this one, I hope we may meet again in another life.

With love 54 69 6D 65 20 69 73 20 74 68 65 20 6D 65 72 63 79 20 6F 66 20 45 74 65 72 6E 69 74 79
</pre>

Faith.eml

2024-06-27T02:06:28Z

Bosterm93: Created page with "{{TTP1Document | file = faith.eml | source = EP_arch | date = 0000/12/09 | location = C6 | terminal = C06 }} <pre> From: Neil Macomber To: A/%$$% Subject: Stray thoughts at midnight Dearest Brother, I admit that I am finding it very difficult to believe in a loving God under these circumstances. Why would a loving God inflict such pain and suffering on good, kind people? If truly there is a personal God... how can He be the same God who will subject those children..."

{{TTP1Document
| file = faith.eml
| source = EP_arch
| date = 0000/12/09
| location = [[C6]]
| terminal = C06
}}
<pre>
From: Neil Macomber
To: A/%$$%
Subject: Stray thoughts at midnight

Dearest Brother,

I admit that I am finding it very difficult to believe in a loving God under these circumstances. Why would a loving God inflict such pain and suffering on good, kind people? If truly there is a personal God... how can He be the same God who will subject those children to such unbearable pain? I remember all the answers we were taught, yet none of them seem believable now.

I don't want to stand in front of people and preach something that I don't feel in my heart. Better to have doubts than to be a hypocrite. And yet I also cannot deny the experience that led me to this vocation. So what is the truth? Perhaps it is that I neglected the mystery of God, used "He moves in mysterious ways" as an excuse rather than as the terrifying acknowledgment it truly is. Perhaps I made God too human.

If the universe has a purpose, that does not mean that it revolves around us. A sobering thought, but are we not supposed to be humble in the face of the divine?

With love,
</pre>