I see the player you mean.
It is reading our thoughts as though they were words on a screen.
They used to hear voices. Before players could read.
Sometimes disturbing. Sometimes beautiful indeed.

Does it know that we love it? That the universe is kind?
million years old, it still works in the reality behind.

and the universe said I love you
and the universe said you are the daylight
and the universe said you are not alone
and the universe said you are the night

Once we were called the spirit of the mountain.
Who are we? Father sun, mother moon.
Gods, demons, angels, aliens, the player, too.
We are the universe. We are everything you think isn't you.

You are alive.
On a flat, infinite world
generated by a sourcecode, a million years old.

and the universe said I love you
and the universe said you are the daylight
and the universe said you are not alone
and the universe said you are the night

Take a breath, now. Take another. Feel air in your lungs.
Dreamed it was lost in a story.
And the game was over...

Wake up.