wakes up from cryosleep what year is it↵”still 2017 but we figured you might want to see the aliens before they depart again”

The psychonauts warned us, but too late. When the aliens did invade, they came from inner space, occupied our brains, burst from our eyes

2200: Humanity captures Voyager 1, retrieves the golden disk, breathes a sigh of relief. No alien eyes would ever see these selfies.

You run it, of course. It’s… not that alien, actually. There’s still humans, some good, some bad. And then, in it, another diamond shows up.

lost+found but for minds: some with owners missing, some simply refusing to return, others not even human, probably lost by alien tourists

The alien has been in orbit for a billion years but never made contact, transfixed instead by volcanoes growing, continents melting away

Chime triggers move triggers chime, an autocatalytic dance through which run alien melodious thoughts, free from the shackles of language.

we trail dead pixels that heal only slowly, an alien sizzling on frequencies that should be inaudible, the taste of empty space and loss

We gave the Internet to the trees. Their cyberspace is alien, they grow roots through it instead of moving about, commune in giant rhizomes

Alien historians studying post-hivemind humanity:↵*It says here that man was once many, not one*↵%Stars help us, one is scary enough%

The first aliens we meet turn out to be boltzmann brains in our particle accelerators. You know, those places with the deadly radiation.

You feel dizzy as they draw your nectar, whole dream worlds flash by, but ｏｈ the pollen they leave, alien ideas that melt into your mind

Your mission: truck the disk containing the alien transmission to the forgotten supercomputer, found in an incomplete copy of archive․org

Split the morpheme to uncover forbidden meaning. Forge alien thoughts into a linguistic strangelet bomb and with it raze the noosphere.

The clock is so old it has evolved parasites: Gear assemblages in odd places mimic the mechanism but show alien times with stolen seconds.

alien magic betrays their own perceptual biases, so it is incompatible to ours and exactly as incomprehensible as their minds

we can try to find more alien processes (like commerce) or try to smash the box: what would unstructure and antistructure look like?

the aliens left us powerful artifacts but we mistook them for overcompressed jpegs

We have met no aliens because none share our megalomania. Where we cover ever greater distances, they colonize the space between the atoms.

dreamsoon rainstorms in the tropics↵deserts under the oppressive light of an alien mind↵librarians on the poles↵writers in temperate zones

via roko’s basilisk, a million mes are being tortured by an alien AI right now. How come I don’t notice? This is exceedingly unlikely.

alien memes, embedded in the movement of the stars themselves, crossing the transmission barrier through astrology and finding new hosts

chat with hot alien civilizations in your local group!

Don’t talk to aliens

“We only have to look at ourselves to see how intelligent life might develop into something we wouldn’t want to meet. I imagine they might exist in massive ships, having used up all the resources from their home planet. Such advanced aliens would perhaps become nomads, looking to conquer and colonise whatever planets they can reach.”

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