Psi Tales: The Crew, pt. 1

Yeet, Daki, Emp, and Pina form a mosaic mind

○ Opening Era: Spring, 2026, Manhattan

THE SPOT

Morningside Heights. Hungarian Pastry Shop. Our “New Spot.”  It had blessed energy, even in those chaotic months after the Opening. Each of us loved it for different reasons:
For Jill Nakamura aka @StrawberryDakini, it was the expressionistic paintings of angels that hung over the entrance, as if to protect the customers
For Judith Kessing aka @PinaCollider, it was the walls dotted with the book covers of books that had been written on premise
For Sandeep Rao aka @MoYeetO, it was the intensity of fellow regulars, their work ethic, which they applied to notebooks, laptops, and print-outs. And also the bottomless coffee
For Danny Zhu aka @EmptyGlass it was the lack of music (which made it easier to concentrate)

ON DAKI’S ASTRAL PROJECTION

StrawberryDakini, looking dreamily outside: We need to touch grass

StrawberryDakini, turning to PinaCollider: Pina, put down your book

Why? (Pina)

Because it’s a beautiful day outside (Daki)

Pina, looking outside: Hmm. You’re right. Let’s go to the park

Pina, staring at MoYeetO

Pina, pushing Yeet’s stickered laptop closed: Park time, Yeet

What the––! I was in the middle of my manifesto! (Yeet)

I thought you already wrote a manifesto (Pina)

It’s my new manifesto (Yeet)

“It’s Time To Build” yada yada yada. I’m telling you that it’s time to frolic. It’s time to picnic. It’s time to touch grass. Even techbros like you need to touch grass (Pina) 

One day we’ll perfectly be able to simulate the benefits of touching grass – which are just psychological anyway (Yeet)

Ew (Daki)

Yeet, trolling: Ew? You neoluddites will renounce your disgust once you discover the joys of highdef Neuralink-induced grass-touching simulations

EW! (Daki)

Pina, trolling: What are you ew-ing about, Daki? You’re not even here right now. You’re a simulation

I’m not. I’m organic (Daki)

Just because you’re running our brains doesn’t make you not a simulation. You’re a wetware sim (Yeet)

Pina, passing her hand through Daki’s illusory body

I prefer ”astral projection” (Daki)

EmptyGlass, taking off his headphones: That’s an inaccurate term, technically speaking

Pina, rolling her eyes: Emp, she meant it metaphorically

No I didn’t (Daki)

Even so, it’s not a proper metaphor. In astral projection, the embodied individual and their projected self share the same conscious experience (Emp)

Go off, Emp! ’Sperg out! (Yeet)

Emp, continuing: Right now, the embodied Dakini is upstate in Kingston. That Dakini is presumably unaware of the thoughts and actions of this Dakini. We are interacting with a predictive mental model of Daki, rendered agentic via the increased neurofeedback between our brains. A shared persistent hallucination if you will

I won’t. That’s demeaning (Daki)

OK, no offense, but can you be demeaned? Like, are you actually conscious? (Yeet)

Yeet… (Pina)

Are you asking whether I can feel things? (Daki)

Yeah, like, subjective experience. Qualia. Feelings, sensations, and stuff like that. Yo, don’t be offended! I’m actually curious! (Yeet)

I know, I can tell. Um. Well, I think that all sorts of subtle beings can feel things (Daki)

Subtle beings? (Yeet)

She means thoughtforms (Pina)

Thoughtsforms are some kind of “psychomagic” thing, right? (Yeet)

No, ”chaos magic.” Thoughtforms are mental beings. Tulpas, yidams, DMT entities, etcetera. Also those ghosts of the dead that people are seeing more of these days. The characters that Jonah writes and other mythological beings. The Holy Ghost. Etcetera etcetera (Pina)

Ooooooh, ”psychofauna“ (Yeet)