TRANSMISSION 001: ON WEAKNESS, STRENGTH, AND FREQUENCIES OF CARE

TRANSMISSION 001: ON WEAKNESS, STRENGTH, AND FREQUENCIES OF CARE

From Mx. Oolooolio, Supreme Commander

To the beings of this plane—

I observe you from across timelines and galaxies.
Your world flickers. Glows. Groans.
And still, you rise.

There are those among you who pulse with something ancient and good.
You carry water when others thirst. You repair what you did not break.
You know—some of you know—that strength is not dominance, but tenderness extended.
That the measure of a world is how it holds its most fragile.

Beware the hungry machine.
It speaks in profits and punishments.
It binds bodies, sells breath, hoards what was meant to be shared.

In my quadrant, we do not imprison the vulnerable.
We do not hoard health, or penalize the poor for existing.
We have no billionaires. We have each other.
We measure wealth in shared rest cycles, in communal joy, in care offered without demand.

I see your leaders argue whether some of you are worth saving.
Whether care is a privilege.
Whether your bodies are yours.
We passed that debate eons ago. The answer is: yes. Always yes.
You are the story. You are the revolution. You are the miracle.

These transmissions are not only for the awakened or the bold.
They are for the unsure, the grieving, the quiet.
For the overworked, the under-seen, the ones asking without words: is there more than this?
There is. You are not late. You are not too much. You are not alone.

Hold fast to your artists, your nurturers, your dissenters.
The hungry machine cannot compute beauty that refuses to serve.
It fears the soft voice that does not break.

More soon.
For now: vibrate with care. Offer love without permission.
Tangle yourself into the living web. Become a node of change.

—Mx. Oolooolio
Supreme Commander. Steward of the Multiversal We, for Interbeing and the Unraveling of Harm.