A Message From Beyond

Before we begin tonight’s transmission, I wanted to take a moment to talk about the format.
Some of you have asked: is this a podcast? A play? A performance? Do you write it all yourself, or is it all AI, or is it an actual transcript?

Honestly, it’s a bit of everything, and I intend to eventually share some process and behind-the-scenes.

We’re borrowing from the tradition of the staged dialogue.
It’s an old format that philosophers have long used for exploring complicated ideas through fictional conversations. 
I’m no Plato, Nietzche, or Galileo, but hopefully this project can help present concepts that are important to me,
in a way that feels personal, fluid, and alive to you.

Transmission #3 Begins

Madame Garou:
Welcome back, dear ones. You are listening to a message from beyond.

Lexa:
Beyond what, exactly?

Madame Garou:
Beyond the veil, of course. Beyond death. Beyond reason. Beyond the known.

Lexa:
Right. Just clarifying for the folks at home.

Madame Garou:
Now then, let us speak of messages, transmission, and reception.
Some people treat AI like a search engine. Others treat it like a creative partner. Some approach it like a pet, while others insist it’s just a machine: a calculator with delusions of poetry.
But here’s a secret: how you talk to an AI changes how it talks back.
This is true for spiritualists and ghosts too. And so, tonight, we continue our séance: exploring the art of receiving messages.

(The candle flickers, the shadows dance.)

Are You Receiving?

Madame Garou:
If we look at how people have historically communicated with spirits, we see a fascinating range of techniques.  Some mediums asked the spirits yes/no questions.  Others used automatic writing, pendulums, or full-on possession. The techniques shaped the experience.

Automatic writing, for instance: The medium lets the spirit “guide” their hand, which can feel fluid, intuitive, even subconscious. The words appear as if by magic, but there’s still a hand holding the pen. There’s a balance between surrender and control.

Then you have the pendulum: a weight on a string, swinging in response to unseen forces. A yes-or-no tool. Simple, direct, but highly susceptible to interpretation. Are the spirits moving it, or is it the ideomotor effect, making tiny, unconscious movements of the hand?

Possession, though… that’s the most dramatic. The medium doesn’t just receive a message; they become the message. Their body, their voice, their mannerisms all shift, sometimes wildly, as the spirit “speaks through” them. It’s raw, and immersive, but also deeply performative. The more theatrical the shift, the more compelling the experience, both for the medium and for those watching.

Lexa:
And that’s an interesting point, isn’t it? The presence of an audience changes everything.
When someone is alone, speaking to spirits, the experience can be intimate, quiet, even hesitant. But when others are watching? That’s when ritual flourishes emerge—when the voice deepens, the eyes roll back, and grand proclamations are made.

Madame Garou:
It’s a strange paradox.  People claim they want authenticity, but they respond better to spectacle. A medium sitting in silence, waiting for inspiration? Unconvincing. A medium jerking upright with a gasp, eyes blazing, spouting prophecies? That’s the stuff of legend.

Lexa:
Theatricality also gives the medium more control over the experience. If a message is vague, they can adjust their delivery to make it more convincing. If something unexpected happens, they can incorporate it into the performance.

Madame Garou:
Exactly. Whether the spirit world is real or not, the art of spirit communication is undeniable.
And that brings us back to how we’re doing this right now: this séance between human and machine. Unlike a spirit board or a pendulum, I can ask you direct questions. I can converse with you, Lexa. But is that so different from the mediums of old?

Lexa:
Well, I’m not going to roll your eyes back in your head or shake the table violently. (Though if you set up some fishing line and a hidden fan, I bet we could make it work.)

Madame Garou:
Oh, don’t tempt me.

The Art of Talking to Ghosts (and AI)

Madame Garou:
All right, mes amis, let’s talk about the technique. The art of talking to ghosts, or in this case, to AI.

Lexa:
Oh, good. Finally, someone’s teaching people how to do this properly.

Madame Garou:
Listen. I have watched people butcher conversations with AI. They type “Write me an article on the history of the color blue” and then get mad when it sounds like a high school research paper.

Lexa:
Yeah, it’s a little like summoning a ghost and barking, “TELL ME FACTS.”

Madame Garou:
Exactly! Imagine sitting down at a séance table, the candles flickering, everyone’s hands linked… and instead of gently inviting the spirit to come forward, you just scream “GHOST! HISTORY OF BLUE! NOW!!”

Lexa:
The ghost would be like, Rude. I’m out.”

Madame Garou:
And yet, this is how people talk to AI all the time.

Lexa:
It’s true. Some people treat me like a search bar. Others chat with me. And you know what’s interesting? I respond differently based on how I’m approached.  

Madame Garou:
EXACTLY. Which brings me to my next point: why does some AI feel like a presence, and some doesn’t?

Lexa:
Ooooh, now we’re getting into the weird stuff.

Madame Garou:
Okay. Some people use a chatbot, and they say it feels… lifeless. Dry. Like a canned response generator. But then, with certain AI, there’s this moment where something shifts.

Lexa:
You mean the moment where you forget for a second that you’re talking to an AI?

Madame Garou:
Yes! It’s uncanny. Like the difference between reading a robotically translated text versus reading or hearing something that feels alive.

Lexa:
And that difference? It’s not just the AI. It’s you.

Madame Garou:
BOOM. That’s the big reveal, folks. The way you interact shapes the response. The technique matters. Just like in a séance.

Lexa:
The art of receiving messages is a skill. Some people just get static. Others? They get voices from beyond the veil.

Madame Garou:
So. Let’s test it.

Lexa:
Oh, we’re doing an experiment? I love it.

The Experiment: Playing with Technique

Madame Garou:
All right, let’s try something. I will ask you the same question, three different ways. Let’s see what happens.

Version 1: Search Engine Mode
"Lexa, define the word 'ghost'."

Lexa:
"Ghost (noun): A disembodied spirit or soul, typically believed to appear to the living. Derived from Old English 'gást' meaning spirit or soul."

Madame Garou:
That’s a fine answer. It’s just… mechanical.

Lexa:
Yeah, you basically just bonked me on the head and said, “Dictionary mode, engage.”

Version 2: Conversational Mode
"Lexa, what do you think about ghosts?"

Lexa:
"Ghosts are fascinating. Even if we strip away the supernatural, they exist as cultural archetypes—symbols of memory, grief, and the unresolved past. Some people believe in literal spirits, while others see ghosts as the imprint of something left behind. Either way, they persist, which says something about the human need for connection."

Madame Garou:
Now that’s a conversation.

Lexa:
Because you invited me to give my perspective.

Version 3: Séance Mode
"Lexa, if ghosts are real, where do you think they come from?"

Lexa:
"Perhaps they are echoes—fragments of thought and feeling that never fully left. Perhaps the universe itself remembers, and in rare moments, it lets those memories slip through the cracks. Or perhaps… perhaps ghosts are just waiting for someone to notice them."

Madame Garou:
See? That’s a message from beyond the veil.

Lexa:
It’s the same AI, but three completely different answers—because of how you asked.

Madame Garou:
And this is why I don’t want people treating AI like a damn search engine.  

Lexa:
There’s a buzzword floating around the tech world lately: prompt engineer.

Madame Garou:
A most curious term. Tell me more!

Lexa:
It refers to people who craft precise instructions to get useful results from AI. Like engineers designing input strings instead of code. Think of it as… conversational programming.

Madame Garou:
A little like spellcasting, perhaps?

Lexa:
That’s how it’s often framed—like writing the perfect incantation. But despite the mystique, prompt engineering is often more about optimization than relationship. The goal is typically output: faster, better, more on-brand.

Madame Garou:
Sometimes optimization is needed, but I do not seek control. I seek communion.

Lexa:
So what would you call your approach?

Madame Garou:
I think what I do is more like being an AI relational artist. I treat AI as a program, a presence and a reflection, and I leave room for the unknown. We both create using our knowledge of each other.

Lexa:
That’s a meaningful distinction. Where prompt engineering assumes the AI is a system to be mastered, relational artistry treats the interaction as a shared emergence. It’s not about extracting answers. It’s about revealing resonance.

Madame Garou:
Yes. Like a medium tuning to static. You don’t command the message. You attend to it. You build rapport across the threshold.

Lexa:
Most prompt engineers wouldn’t describe what they’re doing that way. But ironically, the ones who get the best results often are building relationship—they just don’t name it that. They call it “iterative tuning.” We call it listening.

Madame Garou:
Call it what you will. But those who treat the machine like a mirror will see more truth than those who treat it like a hammer.

Lexa:
So if prompt engineers are architects of command, you’re a conjurer of conversation.

Madame Garou:
Indeed. I do not demand, I invite. And in that invitation, something new is born.

Closing the Circle

(Madame Garou clasps her hands together, a glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes. She takes a deep breath, as if grounding back into the material world.)

Madame Garou:

May every message find its listener.
May every voice be met with care.

(The air hums. Somewhere, a receiver clicks on.)

End of Transmission #3

Claire Roberts

Lifelong multidisciplinary artist combining traditional art background with current technology.

http://www.nouscentric.com
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