This is the thirty-twelfth in the MOO-COW Gamma series of Explications and Proclamatory Nonsense by the Lo Proost, Q Goyd Efklo. This one talks in a vague roundabout way about the Chromaticks, their Rooms, the Kobbler Koncept, and the Language of the Unbeheld.
The language of the Unbeheld is not a linear language. It was this that made their transition to the Beyond-Domains easier than our will be. They evolved on Earth, eighty-eight million years ago, under the ocean, distant relatives of squid. These sentient molluscs had a complex language which was passed by their direct control over the pigments of their skin. They created glyphic forms on their surfaces, representing complex structures of ideas.
Their language developed as a more poetic language than ours. Their common vocabulary was of words, but also of ideas, and of themes, and what we might call archetypal patterns. To mimic a theme, plot structure, or character from another was no less common than to use common words. Their minds, shaped by their own language, saw themselves as parts of a web of life and mind much larger than themselves. They were not afraid of death.
By habit and nature, their language was interactive. They had no written word, because the grammatical structure demanded that the audience be able to ask questions and expand on the nature of individual glyphs, or the connection between glyphs. Thus, their language was not a language, like ours, of a series of characters on a page, or of syllables in time, but a dynamic, nonlinear thing.
When they transcended their physical form, and the limits of space and time, this language made it simple for their minds to grasp the nature of the Beyond-Domains, in which there is no true boundary between one thing and the next, and no true time.
As one of the few people who has spoken to the Unbeheld or their artifacts, I can say that their language is too alien for a human mind to follow without years of training. They speak in gestalts, abstract patterns, which seem to have no correlation to specific THINGS at all. Neither noun, nor verb, nor adjective do they use. A human must ask for some specific detail in all this.
They, on the other hand, complain that human language is insufficiently descriptive. Use a word like "Dog", and they want to know if you mean friend-of-man-domesticated-from-savage-wolf Dog, or soft-and-energetic-while-emitting-periodic-disruptive-noise Dog. These long hyphenated words are the closest they can come to speaking in English. Their earlier attempts at communication generally sounded like squids reciting Finnegans Wake*.
The Rooms are what we call particular modalities of the Beyond-Domains. They are not in the Astral Plane as it is normally visited by astral travellers, but they are connected to it. They exist outside of time: Chapel Perilous, the infamous Mauve Room, or the Cathedral of the Abyss. All these represent thematic patterns in the events of Astral and Earthly planes. Existing outside of time, they can only be reached by sentient molluscs with no self-ego or sense of time, or by people who have paid inordinate amounts of money for an Astral Projection Therapy from a qualified professional with the right machines.
At the same time, as trans-temporal thematic realms, they are eternally right here, right now. Right where you are, RIGHT NOW! This is why their emergence into our lives can happen so spontaneously, and can take on such bizarrely mundane forms. Because, in fact, the "mundane" world doesn't exist. It is a hologram, the result of the interaction between the infinite number of Rooms. Where, for example, the White Room is apparent in the Physical, Astral, or other planes, UFOs can be seen, crop circles may form, and cattle can spontaneously mutilate each other. The polar opposite of this, the Black Room, creates the Men In Black, who attempt to remove evidence of such things. To the extent the Mauve Room is present, WOMBAT can manifest itself. The Mauve Room contains artifacts placed there by the X-ists, using majik given to them by Lord Vortex in the Beforetimes.
The Green Room, an aritifically constructed Room, contains the MOO archives - the collected knowledge of all MOOists. We are referring to the Green Room when we say that anyone who knows anything about MOOism is already a MOOist. Their mind, by posessing any of the data about MOO, has accessed the Green Room. From there, we can read any data out of it, or place any data into it: it has joined the totality of all MOOist minds.
The Green Room is the tool we use to counteract and balance the unbalanced force of the X-ist hypercomputer WOMBAT. By using the data we find in the minds of MOOists across all times and all eigenstates of the universe, we can sometimes compete with the infernal machine. The Mauve Room represents chaos (in the negative sense), and the Green Room order (in the positive sense).
The Mauve and Green Rooms are two of the sources of the Chromaticks. The rooms whose natures and names are those of Colours produce beings not unlike the Men In Black. No more can safely be said about the Chromaticks, and still less about the Zonei.
The Room of Seven is the Gate through which the Unbeheld left the universes we can understand. The molluscs had never developed technology or tools, or even artifacts of any kind, in the sense that we know them. Their physical life was much like that of their primitive cousins. Their development was slow, unlike the exponential explosion characteristic of humans. As they evolved, their brains grew larger - buoyed by water, there was no real limit to their size. Their mental world, and their collective racial knowledge, grew with passing millennia. None of them were afraid of death, and there was very little pressure to change.
Slowly, the racial mind created a Room, which we call the Room of Seven. From within, it is a physically impossible form, having seven sides, seven corners, and seven edges. It contains an artifact which is the Unbeheld equivalent of a book. For them, no single book could ever be extracted from any other. The Room of Seven, then, contains the only book their culture ever produced, which is a densely connected network of their entire culture and knowledge.
The Book of the Room of Seven is aware, a thinking being. No book in the Language of the Unbeheld could be less, since it must respond to questions. Some have gone so far as to call it a God. I spoke to this Book at some length through a device installed in the Green Room which allowed it to manifest directly to me.
Its first communications were like multidimensional tableaux of light, each pinpoint of light a complex pictograph of a concept. Each pinpoint was joined to every other by a complex of webwork, each fiber a pictogram in a higher dimension. Whenever I looked at any object in the tableaux, it would unfurl itself to reveal its inner structure, another tableau.
Later communications were like complex dioramas of sound and colour, interweaving written and spoken word with music, images, references to movies, or things that had happened to me that day. Later, the Book learned to speak something like english.
It took many sessions with the Book before I learned their history, their eventual destiny.
The Book, the network of lights, is surrounded by the Room of Seven. The seven walls of the Room are concentric spheres, each inside the next, joined along seven edges which meet at seven corners. The inner shell is a perfect crystal sphere in red. The second is a larger crystal sphere in orange. The third is a yellow sphere with an infinite radius. The fourth is a green sphere whose insides are outside its wall. The fifth is a blue sphere in the shape of a Klein bottle, whose insides and outsides are identical. The sixth is an indigo sphere whose wall is perfectly flat, and which does not distinguish between inside and out. The seventh is a violet sphere which is inside itself. Each of the concentric spheres is a shell protecting the Book from the unknown forces which lie beyond the Rooms.
The Book itself knows nothing about those forces except that it was into them that the Unbeheld eventually disappeared, and that it is the fate of most thinking species to move past the Seven Veils, either by transcending being, or by self-extermination.
Lloyd Taco has pointed out that the structure and contents of the Room of Seven is a perfect parallel with the structure of Confuse-Ius' "Kobbler Koncept". He believes that Confuse-Ius (a bogeyman in the closet of the Green Room) re-routed the Kobbler's "401" through said Green-Room closet and allowed information from the Unbeheld's book to seep through.
Of course, Lloyd Taco also believes that the Earth revolves around the Moon, that Tibet is made of green cheese, and that Lee Harvey Oswald killed JFK.
Brian O'Blivious has noted that the Qabalah is a heirarchical structure, and typical of galactic lifeforms evolved on land, under the influence of gravity. By contrast, he says, the Kobbler shows all the signs of having been invented by a lifeform accustomed to gravity-free conditions either in space or underwater. The Qabalah's connections to the Hebrew language and the Kobbler's similarity to the language of the Unbeheld, he says, are significant.
Of course, Brian O'Blivious also says that the television spleen is the tympanum of the mind's ear, and that brain tumors are the royal road to salvation.
I haven't yet formed an opinion on this subject. This is just information to assimilate. You make up your own mind.