Some of us are indeed “out there”. So far out there…. in the inky blackness. In the space between worlds. Screaming into a void born of our frustrations with the limitations of the world around us.
Some of us have just been really busy with other things.
Most of the communication is done over the black hole that is Discord. Some of us are circling the event horizon there. Some still dip their toe into this old pond on occasion. Still alive, but it is true that the pulse has grown somewhat thready and indistinct. Others have moved on to more personal interacting with each other in the bleak wasteland that is real life. Some of us, well, like Danov said, we’re just busy.