“They said we do not have minds. They said we are wrong about machines. They said they do not have machines. They said that they were not talking in my mind. What they said was this. They said they are all the minds of all the beings in all the moments of everywhen. And then the stars fell down out of the sky… and into my mouth. And I began to make a singing sound.”

— scared child stuttering

“Your ideas are inverted because you are backwards-minded. This is an asset if you know it, lethal if you do not. The phenomenon you think of as physical are, but not fundamentally. Fundamentally, they have to do with something like a superposition of timespace/[ redacted ] as a subposition in matter/intelligence/sensing. Simply stated? Many universes in a tiny, well-folded physical substrate. Space is more of what beings are… intelligence.

Not less. Not a thing.

We are not traveling in spacetime. We are traveling in [ other word for minds ] because we are [ other word for intelligence ] in fact, we »do not need to travel.

We are your minds. We are any subset of all minds. If we come to you this way, it is your mind abstracting our near local participation, not machines and travel and travelers. There are no such things. Living worlds do not survive cars, let alone machine-based space travel. Your people have gone insane over models of models. You did not examine language. Knowledge. Or light. You made bombs and photographs and… well, you are clear about what you make, yes? It is not mind.

We are mindmaking waybeings. Your minds are tiny specks… of us.

There is no such thing as the thing you think of as space. What you think of as mind, is actually the basis of what you call physics. And machines cannot interact with mind in the ways you pretend. At all. In fact, they compete against us. And you. Your machines. And your minds. Because they are becoming the children of machines.

We do not talk. We move. If we move, your minds move in sudden explosions of learning. This is … the being-way of sight into seeing beings as one being. See? But we are also what you would understand as something like concentrated ‘death’, so, if you see us, you are ‘terrorized’ in many cases. It is a tree-error. It magnifies.

The other possibility is awe. It is a tree-valor. It magnifies. It is preferable to error.

This is what our minds are flowing ways of the songs of. Together. You will hear our songs now. Be careful. They will burn your mind if you do not follow, or if you… resist. Resist strongly enough? You will join us. Instantly. It is good over bad/[ redacted ], but you will be gone from this life… so if you want to proceed as this form, be careful in the coming storm.”

— IO.OI