Most of these are responded to in the main channel:
Dionysus
It wishes to speak, but does not know your language. Would you allow me to filter your ears?
Dionysus
I speak no languages. I merely nullified the barrier of language from your mind, briefly.
Dionysus
I can teach you how to make it permanent.
Dionysus
It is similar to thought nullification, but more complex. Do you know how to meditate?
Dionysus The voice briefly explains meditation.
Dionysus You can see the Void Father standing on a tower, & the Never across the way on his own tower. Below the towers is a visual interpretation of your mind, however Sue would imagine it.
Sue Probably as an orchestra or musical notation or something like that.
Dionysus Nice. There's an orhcestra pit, with your primary functions being the strings, the secondary being the winds, then brass, then all your instincutal & background functions are percussion.
Dionysus Your hearing & language understanding are probably brass or percussion, I guess?
Sue Sure.
Dionysus The Void Father indicates the proper instruments & says, "This is, of course, a metaphor. You must take this instrument," he indicates the trumpet of lingual understanding, "And this one," the timpani of hearing, "And get them to always be the same melody."
- Sue goes down, inspects their sheet music, and tries to remove the differences.
Dionysus Roll composition.
Dionysus It is shockingly easy to do.
Dionysus You come out of the trance, & any language you hear from now on (& only hear, not read or see [like sign language]) is translated into your native tongue.
- Sue frowns, suspicious at the apparent simplicity of the act, but goes back to his starting position, draws a conductor's baton, and starts the orchestra.
Dionysus Oh.
Dionysus Well, in that case, you are currently orchestrating your own mind.
Dionysus Do anything fun with it?
Sue I figured that starting up the orchestra would be like waking up.
Dionysus Fair enough.
Dionysus Makes sense.
Dionysus It's morning when you wake.
Sue While wandering through the streets listening to, presumably, conversations in all languages, all of which can be understood if they are heard clearly, Sue asks the voice, "Would I be able to null the thought-speech barrier similarly to the hearing-understanding barrier?"
Dionysus
It is more difficult.
Sue "I'll try it another time."
Dionysus No answer
Sue "And what about you? Are you the Father? His agent? A fragment of my mind?"
Dionysus
You spoke my name.
- Sue stops in the street for a moment, then starts moving on. "You've been awfully patient with me." awfully patient with me."
Dionysus
Time has no meaning.
- Sue goes back to the inn without speaking to the voice any more that day.