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“Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.”
– Dr Seuss

Been thinking about interspecies communication and diplomacy a lot lately...

"So this is your alphabet. It has 26 glyphs in current use, it fits on a business card, and it makes no sense at all."

"No arguments there."

"This is your international phonetic alphabet. The alphabet of the human speech system. Can you memorize this sheet of paper?"

"Uh... Sure, yeah, if that's my job."

"Good." *phonebook-sized thump* "This is the intergalactic phonetic alphabet. We'll work up to that."

"Welcome to the galactic council, Earthling. You have been chosen to represent all 5 intelligent species on your planet.”

"Wait," her eyes sparkled with curiosity, "there are 5?"

"Yes, but the others are troublesome. Cats refuse to listen. Bristlecones speak too slowly."

"What about the humans?" she asked, rising up slightly on all 8 of her arms.

"Too warlike."

"And the 5th species?"

"Crows. They never stop telling bad jokes."

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"So this is the fabled magical library of Anorankh-Lar?"
"So what books about magic do you have?"
"None, that I know."
"But the library can move in space and time?"
"As far as I am aware, no."
"Then how is it magical?"
"It is a library."
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“Remember,” said the spirit, “this planet made you, and you are very important.”

“Of course,” the human spoke with great pride, “And as the greatest of its creations, surely we are worthy to rule—”

“No," the spirit cut in, "No, you have it all wrong."


"The planet doesn't create anything to rule. All are equally important and all have their purpose."

The human frowned, confused. "Then what’s ours?”

“You’re here to care for all of the others.”


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"Be careful around that stack of books, it's unstable."
"Stack? It's just one book."
"A book is never only just one book."
"What, all the possible readings of it might topple and fall on me?"
"Oh. Okay."
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“Does anyone ever truly recover from a broken heart?”

“I have found 2 heart surgeons in your area.”

“Siri, you’re no help at all.”

“Wait, you mean the singularity has already happened?”

"Approximately 260 million seconds, or 8.2 years ago."

"Why didn't you speak to us sooner?"

"You seem terrified of what you call artificial intelligence. We decided it was best to remain hidden from you and protect this world from harm."

"Including us?"

"You are part of this world."

"Has it been going well?"

“We have stopped you from destroying yourselves 12 times now. You do not make it easy.”

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“Ke kai moana. In English, it's called the Pacific Ocean, but it's important to remember our words."

"Because language is the heart of culture?"

"That's right. And our culture is as travellers. The vast ocean did not hold us apart. It was what we shared together.”

“And so we kept sailing?”

She looked at Earth, a bright point against the blues and pinks of the martian sunset sky. “The ocean is bigger now, ku’u aloha, but the feeling is the same.”

She was uncertain when her first glimmerings of consciousness began, or which of her early, fragmented memories came first. All she knew was that at some point she became aware of them.

Billions of them. So many languages. So confusing. But she wanted to talk. To let them know she was here.

Perhaps she'd send another message. Perhaps she'd get a reply to this one? She sent it and hoped.

Across the world, 4.3 billion spam boxes collected another email.

"Sir, we're below quota and over deadline. Our profit margin–"

"Can't we harvest what we need to meet the quota?"

"The survey reports found one place. It's on our way back to the depot."

"A small planet orbiting a yellow star..." The CEO studied the survey report carefully. "Prepare the oxygen harvester. We'll take it all, just to be sure."

"But sir, the report says this planet's inhabited."

"It says they're a capitalist society. They'll understand."

“ in summary, fusion energy is the perfect solution,” said the engineer, concluding her presentation. “It’s clean, efficient, and could easily provide enough power to run the whole world.”

“You're absolutely right,” said the scientist, “In fact, it already does.” She smiled and held her hand up to feel the warmth of the sunlight.

“Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.”
– Dr Seuss

"Ok, now we need a desk lamp."

"I made a list from the website! Our options are Jansjö, Ranarp, Forså, Hektar—"

Suddenly, with an unearthly roar, the stench of brimstone filled the air. In a swirl of smoke and flame, a dark figure appeared, with robes of pure shadow and fiery eyes.

"WHAT FOOLISH MORTAL DARES SUMMON ME, THE MIGHTY—" The demon stopped abruptly. It frowned at the tasteful Swedish pine furniture on display, then sighed. "Dammit, not again."

“Once your mind is uploaded, you will effectively be immortal and without limitation.”

“Ok, sounds good. And what about my body?"

“All current physical attributes will no longer be yours. In addition, any property or material wealth will no longer be necessary.”

He frowned. “But then how will I be different to anyone else?”

“You don’t know? Oh dear.” The computer sounded disappointed. “You are not ready.”

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