08.20.1977

We have sent a message to the universe. There are 200 billion stars in the galaxy, some of which will be inhabited by life and civilizations with the technology for space travel. If one of those civilizations discovers Voyager and is able to understand the contents of the record, they will receive our message. We look forward to one day resolving the challenges we currently face and becoming part of a galactic civilization. In this record, our hope, our resolve, our friendship, is shown to the vast and awe-inspiring universe.

This is a present from a small, distant world, a token of our sounds, our science, our images, our music, our thoughts and our feelings. We are attempting to survive our time so we may live into yours.

Have you ever heard of the Akashic Records? What kind of trajectory you have made, where you are now, with what kind of voice, eyes, and thoughts. All the trajectories that are constantly ticking away in the tremendously vast universe.

Shinrabansyo, This record with all its Trajectory. I wonder if "I" will reach those who listen to this record. Sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, that's not all you feel. What you perceive as normal may not actually be normal. For example, sound.

Listen to this, feel this, what do you think? noisy? Heavy? Scary? Painful? How about this?

Then what about this?

No, it's not. Maybe it's all wrong. It's not that simple, I wanted you to notice, but you gave up without even knowing it. We have been over thousands of stars, but none of them have missed the mark. What is red to you may be blue from another perspective. What is an apple to you may be a grape from another perspective.

Don't you think you understand? Both for yourself and for the other person. More this sound should be endless. It seems to be visible, but it is not. A graveyard of dying sounds.

In the first place, are all my, your, and this world's Akashic Records really inscribed? The blood that flows through your body is the trajectory of your past. But no one can understand it. Will these records survive my death? My Akashic Records. If we put a golden record with its tracks engraved on it on Voyager and send it to the infinite beyond called the universe, will it be understood? Can you hear this sound? This is the sound of the place where your trajectory, which has been engraved up to now, is walking at the present moment. I, you, and the record are inscribed at the same time. Everything I have gained and everything I have lost is me. It is you. It is the world.

We live in this world that seems warm and cold. As if we continue to live even after we die.

Listen.

This world that is being inscribed, it is the Akashic Records. Listening to the engraved Trajectory, it is the Golden Record. Until you die for the rest of your life, even after you die, even after this world is destroyed.

I wouldn't say we are hopeful, but can we fly into the world a little better than we are now? We have no choice but to keep on ticking. I don't know if this message will reach you.