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Venus, v. 1, issue 1, June 1944
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-9- America. Uranus for Africa, Saturn for the beautiful continent of Mu. Cities were destroyed, men and women died, fire and plague and hate were loosed, and finally, the forces of nature. Avar was wiped out in a mighty explosion that shock the solar system with destruction. A huge fragment fell on Mu, and it was wiped from the face of the Earth by the waters of the Pacific. Another fragment glanced against the dark side of mercury and caused her to reel in her orbit, sending shocks through the whole solar system. The smaller bits formed the rings of Saturn. Still the war raged, until there were none left to fight, and sanity returned out of chaos. The men of science from each world met and peace was declared. All humans in the solar system were counted, and examined, and all of them who bore in their minds the seeds of hate and greed and lust were taken to prison;... the greatest prison over devised,... this earth. Those of Jupiter that were judged not fit to live were given the north of Europe and became the Vikings of our history until their knowledge degenerated. Those of Saturn were given Central Europe and their judges were stern, for they were given no weapons, no persona goods, only their hands and the will to survive. Plutonian outcasts ere given Asia Minor, while those of Uranus remained in Egypt. The Neptunians were set down in the chain of Islands that remained of Mu, while Mars was given Asia. Last, all who remained from Avar were given the Americas. The rest of the solar system went about the business of living, leaving the scum of humanity upon this world, to fight among themselves, to make their own destiny. Earth's moon was selected as the place of records, for logic told them that if the people of Earth ever progressed far enough above the passions that had outcast them, to attempt space flight that the Moon would be their first goal. There, on the Moon, are the machines that will destroy this planet, if man ever attempts to conquer space before he has attained the moral right. Then I was shown the planets as they are today, I saw the opalescent cliffs of Venus, known as the Wall of Fear, and the bright blue flowers that grown at its base. I saw the glory that is Mars, the majesty and the beauty of their way of life. On Mercury, land of heat and natural violence, where the little black men live, I was shown metal so maleable that one small splinter could be spun between the fingers until it was thread finer than our richest silk. I touched rock that was as soft as the rubber we spin into cushions. I sailed an out-rigger on the blue seas of Neptune, planet of dreams come true, where life is an aching perfection of beauty and there is no land but tiny islands where the brown-skinned natives laugh, and play, and love. I am sick inside to see again the rainbow fish that leap from the blue waters, to hear a native maiden's laughter, to see the red-skinned, god-built men of Uranus who hunt the nadathon on swift xnats across the grassy plains, who are a part of the giant forests, who live so simply, so gracefully. And the rest; Pluto's olive-skinned people, with their rick love of creating beauty with their hands, and the jewel cities of Jupiter and Saturn, were men and machine has blended together in perfection and knowledge and whose people forever seek the unattainable and make it become a reality. These things, the Keeper of the Records gave to me. From his (continued on Page 30.)
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-9- America. Uranus for Africa, Saturn for the beautiful continent of Mu. Cities were destroyed, men and women died, fire and plague and hate were loosed, and finally, the forces of nature. Avar was wiped out in a mighty explosion that shock the solar system with destruction. A huge fragment fell on Mu, and it was wiped from the face of the Earth by the waters of the Pacific. Another fragment glanced against the dark side of mercury and caused her to reel in her orbit, sending shocks through the whole solar system. The smaller bits formed the rings of Saturn. Still the war raged, until there were none left to fight, and sanity returned out of chaos. The men of science from each world met and peace was declared. All humans in the solar system were counted, and examined, and all of them who bore in their minds the seeds of hate and greed and lust were taken to prison;... the greatest prison over devised,... this earth. Those of Jupiter that were judged not fit to live were given the north of Europe and became the Vikings of our history until their knowledge degenerated. Those of Saturn were given Central Europe and their judges were stern, for they were given no weapons, no persona goods, only their hands and the will to survive. Plutonian outcasts ere given Asia Minor, while those of Uranus remained in Egypt. The Neptunians were set down in the chain of Islands that remained of Mu, while Mars was given Asia. Last, all who remained from Avar were given the Americas. The rest of the solar system went about the business of living, leaving the scum of humanity upon this world, to fight among themselves, to make their own destiny. Earth's moon was selected as the place of records, for logic told them that if the people of Earth ever progressed far enough above the passions that had outcast them, to attempt space flight that the Moon would be their first goal. There, on the Moon, are the machines that will destroy this planet, if man ever attempts to conquer space before he has attained the moral right. Then I was shown the planets as they are today, I saw the opalescent cliffs of Venus, known as the Wall of Fear, and the bright blue flowers that grown at its base. I saw the glory that is Mars, the majesty and the beauty of their way of life. On Mercury, land of heat and natural violence, where the little black men live, I was shown metal so maleable that one small splinter could be spun between the fingers until it was thread finer than our richest silk. I touched rock that was as soft as the rubber we spin into cushions. I sailed an out-rigger on the blue seas of Neptune, planet of dreams come true, where life is an aching perfection of beauty and there is no land but tiny islands where the brown-skinned natives laugh, and play, and love. I am sick inside to see again the rainbow fish that leap from the blue waters, to hear a native maiden's laughter, to see the red-skinned, god-built men of Uranus who hunt the nadathon on swift xnats across the grassy plains, who are a part of the giant forests, who live so simply, so gracefully. And the rest; Pluto's olive-skinned people, with their rick love of creating beauty with their hands, and the jewel cities of Jupiter and Saturn, were men and machine has blended together in perfection and knowledge and whose people forever seek the unattainable and make it become a reality. These things, the Keeper of the Records gave to me. From his (continued on Page 30.)
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