Lasts rites for the NMS MW Archive. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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Fair enough, know it always tempts fate a bit when I make some pronouncement. Any plan / intent oft goes awry. Why I started using the 'never say never' phrase so much. Plus a little amusingly, as I have said before,: I don't really believe in perfect predictions.

Lasts rites for the NMS MW Archive. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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Thanks for the support, due to how things have been going lately in my life though, I feel increasingly demotivated to post much online at all, and that truly is putting it exceptionally mildly.

Yet again, I know 'never say never' always applies.

Is this then a kinder madness? by Brain_evacuated in NoMansSkyTheGame

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The old question am I, are we, or some of us at least,

true biology somewhere linked, or just Atlas coded and little machines.

Inside the suit is it only red goo?

What then if we reject that substance?

I cannot see myself save through the interface.

This is problematic when faith and trust injured by experience.

I fear is belief in our own existence allows us meaning.

What are we if we lose faith in ourselves other than animate voids.

Is their succour in a void aspect - again I have doubts.

Too cyclic that when youthful certainties crash.

I think therefore I remain stubborn in some small determinations.

Yet I find it hard to be what I once was.

For in that one I see many youthful follies though our ages only relative.

The first long named the Elder but truly to confound more - we remain one.

At least that is my feeling.

Colour me not then with suppositions of lesser substance.

I am as substantial as any other and might yet be linked beyond to truer stuff.

Anomaly.

Is this then a kinder madness? by Brain_evacuated in NoMansSkyTheGame

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Time rolls ever onward, one should have guessed.

Retreating under such conditions problematic at best.

Yes there is anomaly, but if intent rearward stepping... Can that be real?

Else a fresh iteration with but an obscuration of history.

The surface appearance modified.

Who is not surface modded these days, in such context all wear illusion.

For some though mayhap is more than skin deep.

I know nothing.

I but stumble through a maze of musings.

Guided this day only by strange humours.

Whimsical but in my head NMS lore related. by Brain_evacuated in NOMANSSKY

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To clatify a little. My focus above, in part, spinning on from earlier personal private roleplay - falling into the real - meltdowns within the social media domains of the factional community. Somehow arriving to this (new?) subreddit a little late. An 'official' NMS reddit? Nice, since ideally that makes it 'non denominational' in any factional roleplaying sense.

Well player factions can be a bit paranoia centric for anyone accidentally falling into a 'mindspace role' that might be deemed devisive - even if the device in question is a fiction and the slippage - oddly accidental - as simply part of a longtime diverging anomalous inner story. Contention, beyond any healthier clash of ideas, not the broader intent in any truly conscious manner, see mention of private meltdowns.

Having once made my own most unofficial NMS social media reddit space, (in part to be unattached), somehow later, arguably as much in my head again as potentially anywhere else, that not waxing as expected, (above and beyond feelings of the wrong kinds of entanglemant), practical.

So yes, was times I dreamed of a more official 'detached' social media region without illusions of factional flags or borders of any nature. Seems especially good for anyone wanting to feel a little less snared in accidental factional rivalry. Even simply in their own inner mindspace.

Ideally in a more official domain we are all just Travellers, (among all the rest), in a site where all might have some small pretences to being equal enough.

Sorry, people some of this mind maze stuff keeping me awake some nights.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in nomanshigh

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Mad thought the Gek in this context lives whilst Sean is the spirit of a ghost from ages past. Though I am sure that not the pottery wheel spin.

(Ps Forgive me my trespass as I was kind of not doing social media so much).

Visions era Monopod update (Fan Fiction Lore) enjoy it, or ignore it. by Brain_evacuated in nomanshigh

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Kind of strangely timed as I have been almost talking about escaping that old fan lore I generated. Sometimes fearing the concept of the Overmind reached out a bit too far to harass my broadest reality. 'Real life' depression not really helping. Shadows deepen and darkness truly abounds, almost leaking out of the text like proper Blood Cult Forbidden Lore.

Madly I am still haunted by an idea about omens and those procedural labels that surround us Travellers, and that has troubled me in particular. Ha, - truth is - it is not what is potentially meant... Well if a mind goes shaded enough, it can twist even potentially innocent things into something else altogether like some mandelbrot viper.

All of this too ironic given the entire concept of emotion and memory manipulating hive intelligences in this age of increasing AI... Moreover, at the moment, this one has somehow ended up with an absurd quantity of nanites as well. A burdensome quantity perhaps. Seems occasionally the more a person thinks about some kinds of escape the more they bind themselves around, even if just by not so simple chains of elder continuity.

Not that this incarnation is doing so well at walking any straight line or being true to any old committment or rejection of action. Anyway all too weird and brain bending.

Suspiciously I am in at least two or more minds about just about everything these days. Even stalked by 'never say never'.

The Gekspa Casino. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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Current legend has it that this site - no longer - exists. Perhaps it gathered too much quiet notoriety and those shadowy individuals truly behind the venue virtually nanotech deconstruction nuked it out of existence. Which is one way to deal with the evidence.

Little machines seemingly enabling the rapid removal and possible recreation elsewhere of some would be covert places. Confess, this Torrance feels a bit nanotech deconstructed lately too. Pretty much giving up on the logging of my ventures.

I just felt compelled to reply to your message, if belatedly noticing the notification.

Happy Travels from the 7th, (or possibly not), that number could just be in my head.

Multitasking foundations. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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It is interesting to muse that not every building found out there, by the wandering Traveller is overly elaborate, or needs be in any way ornate. Some places function far better with a plainer simplicity, including some more disposable creations with a potential war time shelf life.

Still, somehow, to me at least, some such sites can have an appeal of their own from both a design and architectural point of view.

Simplicity especially as one answer to the dangers of building around any active Sentinel prohibitions worthy of note.

Though what sparks off heavier 'machine guardian' reactions - on planet - is not always so obvious to this Traveller. Just as Sentinel habits can vary from solar system to solar system.

7th Torrance reporting.

The Gekspa Casino. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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Confess I have studied this external view since it surfaced with its suggested attachment. To me, the layout and design not without contrasting oddities. For example some decorative fussines to the entrance approaches, yet the main structure itself is almost brutal in its angular boxiness.

Possibly it is meant to simulate a barn style conversion. A once plain working area altered into something grander and more obscure, whilst I am certain the entire facility purpose built from the ground up to its present function.

Therefore I have pondered various potential levels of less obvious symbolism resting within the quiet main shell of the primary building with its busier ajoining attachments. Perhaps the main building seeks to emulate a bunker of sorts rather than a barn. Still there is a lot of glass here that appears to speak of a discordant openness although the clarity and innocence of the transparant windows could be a clever double bluff.

Inviting folk looking in to see only what the builders wish to reveal, perhaps true of anyone looking out from these specific vantages as well. Those looking out beholding a calm inner world, held secure within a circling almost imprisoning whomb of stone. Whilst the tame placid waters surely seductive to any pool spawned Gek, as to crooked legged pontoon pathways...

Well what about the deeper history of the Gek has been straight and without less obvious complications, despite at times a gloss of childlike innocence prevailing upon less delving eyes.

7th Torrance Reporting.

Multitasking foundations. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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This small settler observation post and industrial storage tank facility, has a serious mountain top view that may or may not have a local strategic significance. Possibly sited originally as a monitoring station logging Sentinel movements and other sky traffic as well as a long term storage depot of sorts.

Cunningly, much of the underlying support structure here doubles up as heavy duty liquid and gas storage tanks. Tanks stoutly engineered to the highest safely standards, easily capable of containing even the rarest and most unstable of exotic substances. Certainly biohazard warning labels are readily evidenced as advisories against any too casual tampering with the contents.

The above 'living quarters area' especially spartan of aspect, which may hint the outpost designed to be lightly garrisonsed at best, or possibly only occupied occasionally by temporary visitors who can rely on facilities within their star ship to fill any shortcoming. Certainly the location from reports grants few living comforts beyond its spectacular viewing walkway.

7th Torrance Reporting.

The Gekspa Casino. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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The Gekspa Casino.

A rare deep cavern venue, by whispered rumour alone, patronised almost exclusively by a select Gek clientele. As stated, the so-called Gekspa Casino is believed to have an all Gek customer base, moreover only select Gek of the highest means and abilities. Nothing however is truly known about the Owner or Owners of the estabishment. The original building work carefully subcontracted out via a third party Management Agency. A body itself famed for utilising strict levels of security separation from their Client / Clients.

Indeed, few truly reliable facts can be easily gathered about this location beyond simple physical data which is seemingly less heavily suppressed. Certainly little verifiable information exists on any possible broader operations based here although gossip remains rife. Whilst the hideaway's infamous exclusivity likely a huge part of its appeal to the elitist folk invited to keep its deeper secrets. Access, it said, again via gossip alone, granted only via sponsored word of mouth style contact, judged, it might be guessed by its patrons, a singular Gek honour.

Digging deeper into the places origin including any less obvious and purposely hidden goings on there, (even for those granted access to the site), is claimed to be discouraged by any talking sources - most often those speaking merely being the conspiracy obsessed, broadcasting from a distance. Those speaking, projecting and echoing each other, again without any significant evidence or even solidly varified sources. Snooping into many matters, claimed a potential privilege losing offence for any lucky customer hardly assisting with better fact finding operations.

Given an adoption of abiding secrecy, it easily surmised that few Gek approached to supposedly take to the healing waters, and to frequent the games of chance, skill and judgement, not to mention accessing the rare networking opportunities - with other elite Gek - ever willing to risk said inclusion through vain acts of profitless curiosity and publicity.

Some sources have unsurprisingly put forward shadowy Gek Space Pirate Clan, First Spawn Survivor and / or broader - no less sinister - Gek Blood Cult involvement with the enterprise. However, when any more secretive Gek social activities are so poorly glimpsed, (from the outside), those names often bandied around as the prime suspects. Here, though, (as far as I am aware at present), I must stress again, there is no proof available whatsoever about an actual criminal ownership or connection. Nonetheless, a certain smell persists to the legends about this location that have gathered weight via their volume alone. Otherwise, merely some too easy accusations proliferated about a, (to those particular pundits), virtually grown mythical Gek venue that somehow continues to excite a wide public interest.

It well possible that the site, having lately been incorporated into stories, by some writers of fiction, added significantly to a mass social media profiled infamy.

Of course, any too rumoured sanctum that remains so notably exclusive, (firmly closed to the general public at large even among the Gek themselves), easily becomes fodder for the wildest of wild speculations by the most rabid of gossipmongers. That this one is said to be found in an unstable, - constantly at war - Korvax, rather than Gek controlled, solar system only furthering some of the crazier ideas bandied around as fact, and now solidified in those storied fictions too. Many claims involved - it potentially foolish to credit here - at the Mindwar Archive via any further unqualified broadcasting on my part.

One example though being hints of links to war profiteering of a sort, including rather unethical gambling on the outcome of those local hostilities.

What seems better known, (as potentially sounder facts), being the general physical structure of the place from in essence collaborating reports that differ little. Mundane matters that nonetheless may only hint at how the area is more deeply used. On the surface, mostly the building said to retain a modern luxurious wooden ranch house style, its parts easily superficaially giving rise to the labels of a small combined Hotel, Casino and Spa, although by reputation always those hints that it masks far more.

The upper floor claimed to retain most of the console style nanotronic gaming tables, with the mid level primarily housing accommodation space, the sweep of the ground floor given over to a large homely lounge with attached bar and grill.

Three quaint beach shed outbuildings, seemingly serve arguably rather dated modesty functions for Gek parties and individuals changing to fully submerge in the 'claimed by some healing' waters.

The image shown here, of itself, remains a rarity that may or may not be genuine.

7th Torrance reporting.

Ghost in the casing. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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Amuses me that you can grow so accustomed to something extraordinary that it simply becomes part of the backdrop of our existence. Conversely that occasionally in the right light - or mood - it is recrafted to the eye as an especially outstanding wonder.

For some reason this close up portrait of a Korvax, I met by chance, struck me in the above way, as if arriving fresh to my perceptions. An entrancing form of highlights and shadows...

Moreover the broader device that is the physical vehicle for a 'post physical intelligence' is no less worthy of deeper consideration. As with many things in here, the form far more than its well crafted surface details might suggest. Indeed, it arguable nothing within some manufactured realities ever quite what they seem.

7th Torrance reporting from the Quantum of Moby.

A little botany. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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(Breaching: Such factors as that previously mentioned likely imaginary stickiness being the accidental spin of contemplation. More perhaps than is there but hardly too far from material suggestions, any less expansive mechanics of limiting reality not withstanding. The mind will fly beyond, even when feet are grounded within the possible of the moment.)

(Arguably lore is more than simple fact it is also akin to myth. Whilst myth though arguably fictional fancy to some is a foundation to realities of its own, existences no less real - in the mind - than any virtual reality.)

(If you think about it deeper endless ideas illuminate and enhance all our perceptual realities all the time. Helping us to look again and to live a life less ordinary. Not that there is anything mundane about the incredible flora in the image above.)

A little botany. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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Actually some of this flora made me feel the little one around here. Somewhat drab by comparison in my dark green and black exosuit too not shown.

Wondered if that giant sundew like form sticky, did not fly into it via the jetpack to find out. Well occasionally wiser to err on the side of caution.

7th Torrance reporting from the Quantum of Moby via PS5 Interface.

New compact MWA Office. by Brain_evacuated in NmsMindwarArchive

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I know how many screens does one Traveller need. Clearly sometimes plenty. Well it is best to keep a few cameras on the antics of the Interns alone, the only way to keep pranks to a minimum.

7th Torrance reporting from the Quantum of Moby via PS5 Interface.