Yes. Take care. It has reached a higher level now. It can read our thoughts.
是的，小心。他已达到了更高的境界，他知道我们心里所想。
That doesn't matter. It thinks we are part of the game.
无伤大雅，他认为我们是游戏的一部分。
I like this player. It played well. It did not give up.
我喜欢这个玩家，他玩得很好，他从未放弃。
It is reading our thoughts as though they were words on a screen.
他以屏幕上出现的文字的形式阅读着我们的思想。
That is how it chooses to imagine many things， when it is deep in the dream of a game.
在他深陷游戏之梦时，他选择以这种方式想象出形形色色的事物。
Words make a wonderful interface. Very flexible. And less terrifying than staring at the reality behind the screen.
文字编织出一种美妙的界面，非常灵活。且比凝视这屏幕后的现实要更好。
They used to hear voices. Before players could read. Back in the days when those who did not play called the players witches， and warlocks. And players dreamed they flew through the air， on sticks powered by demons.
This player dreamed of sunlight and trees. Of fire and water. It dreamed it created. And it dreamed it destroyed. It dreamed it hunted， and was hunted. It dreamed of shelter.
Hah， the original interface. A million years old， and it still works. But what true structure did this player create， in the reality behind the screen?
No. It has not yet achieved the highest level. That， it must achieve in the long dream of life， not the short dream of a game.
是的，他还没有到达最高的境界。那层境界，他必须走完生命的长梦，而非游戏中黄粱一梦。
Does it know that we love it? That the universe is kind?
他知道我们爱它么，他知道这个宇宙是仁慈的吗？
Sometimes， through the noise of its thoughts， it hears the universe， yes.
有时，通过他思绪的杂音，他能听到宇宙，是的。
But there are times it is sad， in the long dream. It creates worlds that have no summer， and it shivers under a black sun， and it takes its sad creation for reality.
To cure it of sorrow would destroy it. The sorrow is part of its own private task. We cannot interfere.
为他治愈悲伤会摧毁它。而悲伤是他的私人事务。我们不能干涉。
Sometimes when they are deep in dreams， I want to tell them， they are building true worlds in reality. Sometimes I want to tell them of their importance to the universe. Sometimes， when they have not made a true connection in a while， I want to help them to speak the word they fear.
Sometimes I do not care. Sometimes I wish to tell them， this world you take for truth is merely [scrambled] and [scrambled]， I wish to tell them that they are [scrambled] in the [scrambled]. They see so little of reality， in their long dream.
Too strong for this dream. To tell them how to live is to prevent them living.
这个梦对于他们来说太深刻了。告诉他们怎么活将束缚他们自由地活着。
I will not tell the player how to live.
我不会告诉这个玩家如何活下去的。
The player is growing restless.
这个玩家正在变得焦虑。
I will tell the player a story.
我会告诉这个玩家一个故事。
But not the truth.
但不是真实的。
No. A story that contains the truth safely， in a cage of words. Not the naked truth that can burn over any distance.
是的。一个将真实严密包裹于文字牢笼中的故事。而不是赤裸裸的真相。
Give it a body， again.
再一次赋予他身体。
Yes. Player...
好的，玩家……
Use its name.
以名字称呼他。
[Playername]. Player of games.
[玩家名称]，游戏的玩家。
Good.
很好。
Take a breath， now. Take another. Feel air in your lungs. Let your limbs return. Yes， move your fingers. Have a body again， under gravity， in air. Respawn in the long dream. There you are. Your body touching the universe again at every point， as though you were separate things. As though we were separate things.
Who are we? Once we were called the spirit of the mountain. Father sun， mother moon. Ancestral spirits， animal spirits. Jinn. Ghosts. The green man. Then gods， demons. Angels. Poltergeists. Aliens， extraterrestrials. Leptons， quarks. The words change. We do not change.
We are the universe. We are everything you think isn't you. You are looking at us now， through your skin and your eyes. And why does the universe touch your skin， and throw light on you? To see you， player. To know you. And to be known. I shall tell you a story.
Sometimes it thought itself human， on the thin crust of a spinning globe of molten rock. The ball of molten rock circled a ball of blazing gas that was three hundred and thirty thousand times more massive than it. They were so far apart that light took eight minutes to cross the gap. The light was information from a star， and it could burn your skin from a hundred and fifty million kilometres away.
Sometimes the player dreamed it was a miner， on the surface of a world that was flat， and infinite. The sun was a square of white. The days were short; there was much to do; and death was a temporary inconvenience.
Sometimes the player dreamed it was lost in a story.
有时这玩家梦见他迷失在了一个故事里。
Sometimes the player dreamed it was other things， in other places. Sometimes these dreams were disturbing. Sometimes very beautiful indeed. Sometimes the player woke from one dream into another， then woke from that into a third.
Sometimes the player dreamed it watched words on a screen.
有时这个玩家梦见他在屏幕上看着文字。
Let's go back.
让我们回退一点。
The atoms of the player were scattered in the grass， in the rivers， in the air， in the ground. A woman gathered the atoms; she drank and ate and inhaled; and the woman assembled the player， in her body.
And the player awoke， from the warm， dark world of its mother's body， into the long dream.
然后玩家醒来了，醒在温暖而昏暗的母亲体内，进入了漫漫长梦。
And the player was a new story， never told before， written in letters of DNA. And the player was a new program， never run before， generated by a sourcecode a billion years old. And the player was a new human， never alive before， made from nothing but milk and love.
You are the player. The story. The program. The human. Made from nothing but milk and love.
你就是那玩家。那个故事。那个程序。那个人类。仅由奶和爱组成。
Let's go further back.
让我们再回溯到更远的过去。
The seven billion billion billion atoms of the player's body were created， long before this game， in the heart of a star. So the player， too， is information from a star. And the player moves through a story， which is a forest of information planted by a man called Julian， on a flat， infinite world created by a man called Markus， that exists inside a small， private world created by the player， who inhabits a universe created by...
Shush. Sometimes the player created a small， private world that was soft and warm and simple. Sometimes hard， and cold， and complicated. Sometimes it built a model of the universe in its head; flecks of energy， moving through vast empty spaces. Sometimes it called those flecks “electrons“ and “protons“.
Sometimes it believed it was in a universe that was made of energy that was made of offs and ons; zeros and ones; lines of code. Sometimes it believed it was playing a game. Sometimes it believed it was reading words on a screen.
Shush... Sometimes the player read lines of code on a screen. Decoded them into words; decoded words into meaning; decoded meaning into feelings， emotions， theories， ideas， and the player started to breathe faster and deeper and realised it was alive， it was alive， those thousand deaths had not been real， the player was alive
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the sunlight that came through the shuffling leaves of the summer trees
而有时这玩家相信宇宙通过穿越夏日树叶的那斑斓的阳光对它说话
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the light that fell from the crisp night sky of winter， where a fleck of light in the corner of the player's eye might be a star a million times as massive as the sun， boiling its planets to plasma in order to be visible for a moment to the player， walking home at the far side of the universe， suddenly smelling food， almost at the familiar door， about to dream again
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the zeros and ones， through the electricity of the world， through the scrolling words on a screen at the end of a dream
而有时玩家相信宇宙透过零和一，透过世界的电力，透过屏幕上滚动的文字和梦的终结对他说话
and the universe said I love you
宇宙说，我爱你
and the universe said you have played the game well
宇宙说，精通这个游戏
and the universe said everything you need is within you
宇宙说，你所需的一切你都具有
and the universe said you are stronger than you know
宇宙说，你比你所知的要强大
and the universe said you are the daylight
宇宙说，你就是日光
and the universe said you are the night
宇宙说，你就是黑夜
and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you
宇宙说，你所斗争的黑暗就在你心中
and the universe said the light you seek is within you
宇宙说，你所寻找的光明就在你心中
and the universe said you are not alone
宇宙说，你不是孤独的
and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing
宇宙说，你不是和所有的事物所隔绝的
and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself， talking to itself， reading its own code
宇宙说你就是宇宙品尝着自己，对自己说话，阅读着它自己的代码
and the universe said I love you because you are love.
宇宙说，我爱你因为你就是爱。
And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again， dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love.