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En Garde, whole no. 14, July 1945
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page 9. unrestricted publishing could wind up equally disastrous. I can't avoid feeling that Buddha's "Middle Path" is indicated. Anyhow, it is a subject worthy of a bit of discussion. Why shouldn't we have different members' ideas on the subject, then after it has been threshed out as to just what appears the most desireable, the wording of the constitution can be changed to definitely and clearly indicate our future course. YHOS: Does the avian cigar on the cover symbolize the present tobacco shortage? Gardner's new series starts out fine, and I look forward to the next. You are fortunate, Art, in getting some of the contributors you do. Milty interesting. While I, too, often term 3E a Pollyanna, thereby laying myself open to the charge of being one of those disembodied sneers, I liked the poem, "to 3e". It is a perfectly legitimate and well written defense. I thought "a rut is a rut even on the mountaintops" particularly good. FANTASY AMATEUR: Good job. Cover rather fascinating. ************************* TO STARE INTO SPACE by Donn Brazier Every so often it happens. You are reading a story, a book, a poem. You are watching a play, a movie. You are listening to a concert, music over the radio. You visit an art gallery, a museum. You do any or all of these things, when suddenly there comes over you a certain feeling. You feel detached. You are alone. There is no memory; there is only the vivid picture in your brain. The feeling may be infused with awe, with wonder, with fear, with curiosity, though it need not be accompanied with any of these extraneous feelings. The main thing is you are cut off from the world of noise, bickering, prattle, and daily bread. Your eyes may be closed; they may be open. Closed or open they stare into space. There is a glorious new world within your head. For the duration of a few minutes -- though time has stopped -- you are a disembodied spirit beyond space-time-matter. What gives me that feeling may not do the same for you. It is almost a certainty that it will not. Nevertheless, would you read the short paragraph below which appears as a sort of foreward to Ernest Hemmingway's excellent short story, "The Snows of Kilimanjaro"? Does it throw you out of this world, give you that feeling your eyes are staring into space? "Kilimanjaro is a snow covered mountain 19,710 feet high, and is said to be the highest mountain in Africa. It's western summit is called by the Masai, 'Ngaje Ngai', the House of God. Close to the western summit there is the dried and frozen carcass of a leopard. No one has explained what the leopard was seeking at that altitude."
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page 9. unrestricted publishing could wind up equally disastrous. I can't avoid feeling that Buddha's "Middle Path" is indicated. Anyhow, it is a subject worthy of a bit of discussion. Why shouldn't we have different members' ideas on the subject, then after it has been threshed out as to just what appears the most desireable, the wording of the constitution can be changed to definitely and clearly indicate our future course. YHOS: Does the avian cigar on the cover symbolize the present tobacco shortage? Gardner's new series starts out fine, and I look forward to the next. You are fortunate, Art, in getting some of the contributors you do. Milty interesting. While I, too, often term 3E a Pollyanna, thereby laying myself open to the charge of being one of those disembodied sneers, I liked the poem, "to 3e". It is a perfectly legitimate and well written defense. I thought "a rut is a rut even on the mountaintops" particularly good. FANTASY AMATEUR: Good job. Cover rather fascinating. ************************* TO STARE INTO SPACE by Donn Brazier Every so often it happens. You are reading a story, a book, a poem. You are watching a play, a movie. You are listening to a concert, music over the radio. You visit an art gallery, a museum. You do any or all of these things, when suddenly there comes over you a certain feeling. You feel detached. You are alone. There is no memory; there is only the vivid picture in your brain. The feeling may be infused with awe, with wonder, with fear, with curiosity, though it need not be accompanied with any of these extraneous feelings. The main thing is you are cut off from the world of noise, bickering, prattle, and daily bread. Your eyes may be closed; they may be open. Closed or open they stare into space. There is a glorious new world within your head. For the duration of a few minutes -- though time has stopped -- you are a disembodied spirit beyond space-time-matter. What gives me that feeling may not do the same for you. It is almost a certainty that it will not. Nevertheless, would you read the short paragraph below which appears as a sort of foreward to Ernest Hemmingway's excellent short story, "The Snows of Kilimanjaro"? Does it throw you out of this world, give you that feeling your eyes are staring into space? "Kilimanjaro is a snow covered mountain 19,710 feet high, and is said to be the highest mountain in Africa. It's western summit is called by the Masai, 'Ngaje Ngai', the House of God. Close to the western summit there is the dried and frozen carcass of a leopard. No one has explained what the leopard was seeking at that altitude."
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