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But how can you say that, Fanny? Whats wrong with a man becoming intelligent and wanting to acquire knowledge and understanding of the world around him? Thats 100 times the force of gravity, or five times as much as a strong-man can take. Quite in keeping with the other trends in SF, the second largest occupational group represented this year are students-ranging from Bruce Simonds in high school to M. E. White, working for her PhD. The only other groups, by the way, represented with more than one selection, are doctors, editors, and college-level teachers. Quite frankly, this horrified me. I had always wondered whether all the hairiness of men came up from the private place and how large the organs grew. But separate adult bathing had come a few years before my first swim, and if they did wear these things on the beach, you couldnt tell them from pot bellies. It sounded like a book I had read which said how pot bellies grew on adolescents now whereas it used to be only old men and middle-aged women. I wondered what lay behind that expression pot belly. It made me feel funny even to think of it. But it also made me feel sad, just as a fuller sexual awareness did later. You never know which gives more satisfaction—the relief of the sexual act, or the retention of that inner virile feeling when you have refrained for a good while. And there is a sort of dimension that is all power and mind and strength, that the physical conditions don’t seem to improve or improve upon. This final flower turns a burning head. Her mother came through from the kitchen, hands full of plates. She said,Youre late, love. Did something happen? Isnt it beautiful? Bernie asked. All my life, I never realized the . . .depth to these things. Do you know they’re almost a perfect symbol for power? Pure power? Think of it, curled up dormant in there, sleeping in its little nest in a cave of steel, ready to burst out instantly at the slightest call. Think of it! The perfect symbol for power; hard and cold but turgid with latent flame and noise.” I remember reading on a book jacket that your mother died when you were born. Meanwhile— and what a concept that is to a being accustomed to Ever — like standingà point as the meteors of thought surge by! This place is simply teeming with time. Excuse me. It is scarcely my fault if everything you do here is so attractive.Meanwhile, I was having my own practical problems, as I elided in and out, intent on not overshooting the mountains of the Ramapo. Omega particles indeed, to say nothing of such heavinesses as the baryons, neutrons and protons into which they here have finally divided that grossity of theirs, the atom. Let them try iris-ing in, as I had done the first trip, from slightly more than thirteen billion light-years away, while receding therefore at more than the speed of light and hence invisible, on radiotelephone sources purporting to emanate from a nubbin of matter still acting flatly against its own spherical. On the darker side of which, for this my second trip, moonwise at their eleven oclock (what a statement!), amid a smear of foothills, these directional signals would just probably be sending again, if She was able to arrange it, from apparatus just like that in Bucks— in an environ likewise named monosyllabically. (They yearn for our Oneness constantly. They are indeed a touching people.)Hobbs. Rick Raphael The thing that worries me, though, is that Ill have to go to sleep some time, and—what if something happens to them all when I’m asleep? In the moon What are you talking about? he demands. As they rounded the corner and turned up their coat collars, two men turned to them, one of whom said,Excuse me, Mac: This the way to the Terminal? I neither said nor did anything to provoke her. So he burned leaves and bark and made a speech: Themutant concepts then fall on the most favorable soil; if they are viable, they will grow and multiply. More important, perhaps, is the chain-reaction effect that sets in (to create a sort of environment within the environment) as the new concepts of original minds become a part of the “conditioning” of others—who are thus freed a bit more for more original thinking. An hour passed. The winter night chill crept into the house, drawing tight the strands of tense silence. Its... well....
