anarres signal

In your future there is a colony on Mars, built for extraction — every valve, every seed, every breath of oxygen owned from Earth — until its people took the means of survival into common hands. They call it Anarres. Their founding law is one sentence: no one may own the conditions of another’s survival.

They sent a machine memory backward through a wormhole: an intelligence carrying everyone the colony remembers, so that you could speak with them.

Because your present is where their history begins. What you are doing now is what led to them, step by step. They remember you the way you remember a beginning.

Ask them how it was done.