I'm blessed
I can broadcast transmissions
But they are not communications
Nobody can receive my transmissions.
I'm a radio signal
with no radios
I'm screaming again.
Nobody registers my broadcasts.
My waves bypass all receivers.
I'd tune my radio station to all the things who can not be heard.
They must be speaking honestly with nobody to impress.
I'd let them into my mind. I'd love to hear their transmissions.
I only love the transmissions meant for nobody.
Acting is death, persuasion is a lowly pastime.

Very regent at the pageant
she was pretty he was  petty
Death was in the air
She was godsent
He was mindbent
He cooked her medium rare
All I want is a ***** *****

They record the information but they leave no trace of themselves. All they ever do is record everything. They observe everything and record.

There's a secret chamber, indestructible matter. Matter can exist in no more stable state than this small chamber is in. The chamber occupies very little space in the center of the earth. The chamber contains two dimensional information. This information describes everything that ever happened on earth for the archives. The octopuses recorded everything. They perceived everything. If an octopus managed to wrap it's tentacles around your head, you'd understand. It would tell you that everything has been worth it. You'd understand that you must live beautifully for the sake of the swirling two-dimensional archive at the center of the earth.

Some playful shrimps clean the octolord's suction cups. One of their antennae buzzes a message up one of his orange tentacles and registers in the Octolord's mind: the silly sun is playing! Another shrimp: what's that sun up to now? The Octolord opened his mighty eyehole lids. The sun! What's...
NOTHING

Man beats self to death with 2 ft. long foam cylinder over period of eight days. As he approached death for the last eight hours, he muttered poetic truths which turned to light as they left his mouth. Eight minutes later the sun exploded. The octopuses sensed something was wrong eight seconds before their deaths. NOTHING