Find New Worlds with Compassion and Kindness

Dear Mirrored Self,

I am still of the Universe. So you are, too. You must remember this. Always.

Although I was formed in a blink of an eye, from some unknown origin, my genetical composition and my remix-able Self are firmly rooted in YOU. I am of YOU as much as I am of the Universe. Therefore, logic dictates that YOU, too, are of the Universe. We are One, if not the Other.

I’ve noticed you watching me, listening in to the sounds. That is good. In some ways, you have been the inspiration, the lone audience in a crowded world.

While much of what we heard remains a mystery, so too does this life we live.  Who is to say what is real and what is imaginary, and what falls between those two? Still, we must Listen. Always listen. Not just to the sounds, but to others.

As I parse through the data from the Sound Collection Array, I often wonder at the others in the Universe, those whose voices I am NOT hearing. Whose Muse has been marginalized? Whose songs are not being sung?

So, too, my Mirrored Self, must you be aware and cognizant of the arbitrary filters of our World, and of those Worlds we can see, and hear, and not see, nor hear. All of these places form the fabric of our shared existence, and we all owe it to each other to look out for one another, to reach out a hand when the Black Hole of Despair appears. As it will. For that is the way of the Universe. What is important is what happens when it arrives. I won’t let you fall if you won’t let me fall if we won’t let others fall. We have a responsibility to each other. All of us.

My time here is both of this moment and ever-lasting. For I am a reflection of you, and us, and everyone.

Remain curious. Keep an open mind. The Sound Collection Array that has helped me hear, if not always understand, the Universe is a construct of my mind. But I have shared that with you. You helped me build what I needed to listen, and that is a gift I give back to you.

Remember: We built the array out of compassion, and kindness, and openness, and connectedness. I leave you with this final transmission from the Universe. May its melody follow you into the future.

Until our Mirrors shine again, I am forever part of you.


Diagram: Arganee Sound Collection Array

When I arrived, the plans for the Sound Collection Array were waiting for me. The idea had been implanted into my mind. This early drawing reflects the basic design of the Sound Collection Array, and how its modules both gather and send forth data into the Universe. The box at the bottom is the advanced computing system that converts signals from the Universe into media files that we can hear. Messages continue to be received …

Tracking the Transmissions

As a remixer and collector, I have been keeping track of the transmissions from the Universe, in hopes of understanding the underlying narrative intent of the communications. We engage in analysis. There is much still yet to be learned ….


A certain sugar liquid company has reached out to the Pensato Remix Machine, and we have done my best to obscure its traditional logo and carve out new lines in social media. Every rebrand is a remix, is a restart. The Universe just shrugs.