Michael Swanwick on
magick:
...the book you're probably looking for is Robert Anton Wilson's Cosmic Trigger: Final Secret of the Illuminati. Wilson's best known for the Illuminatus trilogy, but this is a non-fiction work, a kind of Grand Unified Theory of the occult. He started with the premise that every strange phenomenon he'd ever heard of telepathy, UFOs, the brownies of Findhorn, everything! was true, and then asked, what single framework could possibly explain them all? Enormous erudition served up with wit, clarity, and a healthy dash of skepticism about his own conclusions. I remember thinking as I read it that this guy was either one of the most important thinkers of the century or completely out of his tree. I don't think he'd disagree with that analysis, either.
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| dreaming and reality | Jorge Luis Borges: Circular Ruins |
Not to be a man but to be the projection of another man's dreams - what an unparalleled humiliation, how bewildering! | |
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| sanity and madness | Philip K. Dick: Martian Time-Slip |
"At the side," she said. "It unbuttons, my skirt." Bending over her he saw her languid, almost rotting beauty fall away. Yellow cracks spread through her teeth, and the teeth split and sank into her gums, which in turn became green and dry like leather, and then she coughed and spat up into his face quantities of dust. The Gubbler had gotten her, he realized, before he had been able to. So he let her go. She settled backward, her breaking bones making little sharp splintering sounds. |
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Greg Egan: Orphanogenesis |
Gradually, the orphan's input-classifying networks began to grasp
the difference between the citizens in the forum and all the icons it had
seen in the library. As well as the image, each icon here exuded a
non-visual gestalt tag -- a quality like a distinctive odour for a flesher,
though more localised, and much richer in possibilities. The orphan could
make no sense of this new form of data, but now its infotrope -- a
late-developing structure which had grown as a second level over the
simpler novelty and pattern detectors -- began to respond to the deficit in
understanding. It picked up the tenuous hint of a regularity -- every
citizen's icon, here, comes with a unique and unvarying tag -- and expressed
its dissatisfaction. The orphan hadn't previously bothered echoing the tag,
but now, spurred on by the infotrope, it approached a group of three
citizens and began to mimic one of them, tag and all. The reward was
immediate.
The citizen exclaimed angrily, "Don't do that, idiot!" "Hello!" "No one will believe you if you claim to be me -- least of all me. Understand? Now go away!" This citizen had metallic, pewter-grey skin. Ve flashed vis tag on and off for emphasis; the orphan did the same. "No!" The citizen was now sending out a second tag, alongside the original. "See? I challenge you -- and you can't respond. So why bother lying?" "Hello!" "Go away!" The orphan was riveted; this was the most attention it had ever received. "Hello, citizen!" The pewter face sagged, almost melting with exaggerated weariness. "Don't you know who you are? Don't you know your own signature?" Another citizen said calmly, "It must be the new orphan -- still in the womb. Your newest co-politan, Inoshiro. You ought to welcome it." |
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Ursula LeGuin: Left Hand of Darkness |
Light is the left hand of darkness and darkness the right hand of light. Two are one, life and death, lying together like lovers in kemmer, like hands joined together, like the end and the way.
"I don't know. They don't often seem to turn up mathematicians, or
composers of music, or inventors, or abstract thinkers. But it isn't
that they are stupid. Physically they're less muscular, but a little
more durable than men. Psychologically --"
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| dreaming and reality | Connie Willis: Passage |
"Oh, shit." -- Last words on majority of flight recorders recovered after plane crashes.
"Even in the valley of the shadow of death, two and two do not
make six." |
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| dreaming and reality | Stanislaw Lem: Golem XIV |
While serving as chief of the general staff during the Patagonian
crisis, Golem XII refused to cooperate with General T. Oliver after
carrying out a routine evaluation of that worthy officer's
intelligence quotient. The matter resulted in an inquiry, during
which Golem XII gravely insulted three members of a special Senate
commission.
"My final allegory is a fable, in which a traveler finds a sign at a
crossroads: `Turn left and forfeit your head. Turn right and
perish. There is no turning back.' [...] So you will embark on the
expansion of Intelligence, abandoning your bodies, or you will
become blind men led by one who can see, or -- ultimately -- you
will come to a halt in sterile despondency. |
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| humanity and transhumanity | Stanislaw Lem: Golem XIV |
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..and what do you think about all this?