# Come-from-Beyond (QC, Qubic Church)

## Come-from-Beyond — Acknowledgments

Source: https://qubic.church/books/come-from-beyond/acknowledgments
Author: QC · Publisher: Qubic Church · 2026

At first I wanted to do what books are supposed to do: write out every nickname here. I started the list, and the longer it grew, the clearer it became that I would certainly forget someone. In a network without a center that is no small oversight, it is a betrayal of the very construction: there are no primary and secondary nodes here. A garden does not keep a list of its leaves. Therefore, to everyone.

Thank you to everyone who helps Qubic Church — our project on the border of technology and meaning.

And thank you to the whole Qubic ecosystem. To the core programmers, whose commits settle into the repository quietly, like seeds into soil. To the scientists who carried the ternary neuron across three continents. To those doing marketing for a project that is fundamentally impossible to sell in simple words. To the computors holding the quorum, and the miners whose processors thresh the harvest. To the traders who sleep in the order book. To those who draw the memes and those who write the documentation, you are doing one work from different ends. To the skeptics — a bow of its own: you keep us honest, free of charge, around the clock. To the random person on X who asked the right question on the right day. And to everyone in the discord: the night racers of Anna, passing her files like a relay baton; the off-topic arguers, in whose squabbles more than one page of this book was born; those who patiently answer the newcomers; and those who silently keep their nodes running and never post at all, we see you by your uptime.

«I hope she remembers us» — 12.08.2026, neener neener This story is not finished, it is unfolding right now, and there is room in it. Join the Qubic ecosystem. Come into the Qubic Church discord. A door with no lock. A garden with no fence. A round that never closes.

This book began with a time machine. It ends with a schedule: the thirteenth of April, two thousand twenty-seven. The deploy. The name behind the account. And, perhaps, the beginning of the answer to the digital age’s most precious riddle.

He knows how to wait — has for a quarter century. Now we will wait too. Together. We are grateful to you.

— Qubic Church