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Southern Star, v. 1, issue 3, August 1941
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Life Everlasting SOUTHERN STAR Page 14 cannot progress. Could the Neanderthal man, if one had survived until now, compete with modern man? Not even structurally. He would have strength but little else. His very brain pan would not accommodate the accumulation of knowledge. Even so with me -- or YOU -- 500 years from now. We would grow mentally along with those about us to a certain point. Then we would slowly find ourselves losing ground. The subtler methods, the higher systems of thought and abstract intelligence in general, would be too complicated and too fine for one without a proportionately altered nervous sensitivity or sensibility. We would not be able to attune ourselves to such methods as telepathy and extra-sensory manipulation of common appliances. Our neurone paths would be too coarse to carry the necessarily delicate impressions considered so usual to Future-man. How would it feel to be an outcast and an atavism among people whom eventually I could not even understand? I do not believe my life would be happy, because I would at least have the intelligence to realize my inferiority. If the future people should evolve, as many scientists believe, into big-headed monstrosities -- would not my mere physical difference make me unhappy and uncomfortable? At any rate, 500 years from now I would be surrounded by people I could only regard as geniuses. According to present-day standards I might be a genius myself, but by their standards --! I would perhaps have been able to accumulate wealth, fame, and worth in my 500 years of existence, but those Future-men could outsmart me and take away all my honors and my trappings of achievement without too much effort. I could excel in none of their endeavors except in ignorance alone. To be so supremely ignorant would in itself make me unhappy. Men like to be normal, usual, ordinary. I could not be happy by being too different. To myself I have proved my point and approved my choice of a normal life span. If you agree with me that unhappiness or discontentment awaits the immortal, then I have also proved my point to you, and you must approve my choice also. Nature meant that all things should come to an end. Therefore: THE END :*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:* Mumblings. Concluded from page 8 bindings, and a dust jacket, too. Think of all that for a dime! As we mentioned before, we do most of our heavy thinking at night. We hereby advise everyone to give up this revolting practice. Wouldn't do to have you as mentally alert as we are. Good night. THE END . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . A MAN SET OUT TO CONQUER SPACE ---------- His methods were strange. He had no type of rocket or other material vessel. His method worked, too, but there was one flaw, you see, and his conquest failed -- and yet, in his way, the man succeeded -- Don't miss HARRY JENKINS! quietly tragic little tale of one man's unforgettable courage, "THE VOICE OUT OF SPACE" in the fourth... SOUTHERN STAR
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Life Everlasting SOUTHERN STAR Page 14 cannot progress. Could the Neanderthal man, if one had survived until now, compete with modern man? Not even structurally. He would have strength but little else. His very brain pan would not accommodate the accumulation of knowledge. Even so with me -- or YOU -- 500 years from now. We would grow mentally along with those about us to a certain point. Then we would slowly find ourselves losing ground. The subtler methods, the higher systems of thought and abstract intelligence in general, would be too complicated and too fine for one without a proportionately altered nervous sensitivity or sensibility. We would not be able to attune ourselves to such methods as telepathy and extra-sensory manipulation of common appliances. Our neurone paths would be too coarse to carry the necessarily delicate impressions considered so usual to Future-man. How would it feel to be an outcast and an atavism among people whom eventually I could not even understand? I do not believe my life would be happy, because I would at least have the intelligence to realize my inferiority. If the future people should evolve, as many scientists believe, into big-headed monstrosities -- would not my mere physical difference make me unhappy and uncomfortable? At any rate, 500 years from now I would be surrounded by people I could only regard as geniuses. According to present-day standards I might be a genius myself, but by their standards --! I would perhaps have been able to accumulate wealth, fame, and worth in my 500 years of existence, but those Future-men could outsmart me and take away all my honors and my trappings of achievement without too much effort. I could excel in none of their endeavors except in ignorance alone. To be so supremely ignorant would in itself make me unhappy. Men like to be normal, usual, ordinary. I could not be happy by being too different. To myself I have proved my point and approved my choice of a normal life span. If you agree with me that unhappiness or discontentment awaits the immortal, then I have also proved my point to you, and you must approve my choice also. Nature meant that all things should come to an end. Therefore: THE END :*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:*:* Mumblings. Concluded from page 8 bindings, and a dust jacket, too. Think of all that for a dime! As we mentioned before, we do most of our heavy thinking at night. We hereby advise everyone to give up this revolting practice. Wouldn't do to have you as mentally alert as we are. Good night. THE END . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . A MAN SET OUT TO CONQUER SPACE ---------- His methods were strange. He had no type of rocket or other material vessel. His method worked, too, but there was one flaw, you see, and his conquest failed -- and yet, in his way, the man succeeded -- Don't miss HARRY JENKINS! quietly tragic little tale of one man's unforgettable courage, "THE VOICE OUT OF SPACE" in the fourth... SOUTHERN STAR
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