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Lethe, whole no. 5, January 1947
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The vast dimensions of the chamber flowed with beauty. Resounded with passions and captivating joys, while unnoticed on the floor lay bones; rotten, mouldering bones. No comprehending thought showed in Rand's face, his mind was seething with passion interwoven with patterns of beauty. He lived past experiences and future dreams with a clarity and reality, beyond mere mortal life. He appeared in contrast of Dr. Howard Sharp. The physicist's face reposed in lines of complete calm. His forehead wiped clean of wrinkles. He seemed to radiate knowledge and power. To him the riddles of all science were being explained. His brain followed a thousand years of lore in a second's time. Comprehension dawned as knowledge blossomed and each bit of unfolding data was integrated with the sum total. A wild happiness filled him. Gradually the two minds were being fused to the flickering flames. Scintillating mists swirled around them. The music rose, fell and permeated them fully, strange thoughts and enticements grew and the last shreds of any resistance faded away. Together they sank down among the rotting bones. A strange elation filled them. Their bodies began to change. Grew transparent, and shifting colors played on them. Bones showed whitely through that which was no longer flesh. It rippled and flowed! The music mounted into a deep crescendo; died; grow again. A bizzare flowing rhythm grew interspersed with crying tones. Lights flashed a blazing blue, streaked with specks of gold and white. The tonal quality changed into screaming sound; passed beyond the range of hearing. A blast of pure white energy split through everything and there was utter silence once more. Two misty swirls of impalpable fog floated up. Hovered uncertainly and blazed into joyous color. The consciousnesses of Sharp and Rand reveled in unrelieved ecstacy, coruscated in a fountain of knowledge. A new freedom possessed them, an eternity of life stretched away before their expanded intelligences, a complete integration of all human factors made them inhuman, god-like. The two super-beings that had once been Bret Rand and Howard Sharp saw with an infinitesimal part of their encompassing brains, the expedition's ship roar into space, her crew resigned to the deaths of two of it's members, but humanity, petty quarrelling race that it was, no longer even interested them. finis [image of a spaceship] page nine
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The vast dimensions of the chamber flowed with beauty. Resounded with passions and captivating joys, while unnoticed on the floor lay bones; rotten, mouldering bones. No comprehending thought showed in Rand's face, his mind was seething with passion interwoven with patterns of beauty. He lived past experiences and future dreams with a clarity and reality, beyond mere mortal life. He appeared in contrast of Dr. Howard Sharp. The physicist's face reposed in lines of complete calm. His forehead wiped clean of wrinkles. He seemed to radiate knowledge and power. To him the riddles of all science were being explained. His brain followed a thousand years of lore in a second's time. Comprehension dawned as knowledge blossomed and each bit of unfolding data was integrated with the sum total. A wild happiness filled him. Gradually the two minds were being fused to the flickering flames. Scintillating mists swirled around them. The music rose, fell and permeated them fully, strange thoughts and enticements grew and the last shreds of any resistance faded away. Together they sank down among the rotting bones. A strange elation filled them. Their bodies began to change. Grew transparent, and shifting colors played on them. Bones showed whitely through that which was no longer flesh. It rippled and flowed! The music mounted into a deep crescendo; died; grow again. A bizzare flowing rhythm grew interspersed with crying tones. Lights flashed a blazing blue, streaked with specks of gold and white. The tonal quality changed into screaming sound; passed beyond the range of hearing. A blast of pure white energy split through everything and there was utter silence once more. Two misty swirls of impalpable fog floated up. Hovered uncertainly and blazed into joyous color. The consciousnesses of Sharp and Rand reveled in unrelieved ecstacy, coruscated in a fountain of knowledge. A new freedom possessed them, an eternity of life stretched away before their expanded intelligences, a complete integration of all human factors made them inhuman, god-like. The two super-beings that had once been Bret Rand and Howard Sharp saw with an infinitesimal part of their encompassing brains, the expedition's ship roar into space, her crew resigned to the deaths of two of it's members, but humanity, petty quarrelling race that it was, no longer even interested them. finis [image of a spaceship] page nine
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