"It's patriotic to go into the service," the cab said.
"Mind your own business," Barney said.
"I think you're doing the right thing," the cab said, anyhow.
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"God," Eldritch said, "promises eternal life. I can do better; I can deliver it."
"Deliver it how?" Trembling and weak with relief, Leo dropped to the grassy soil, seated himself, and gasped for breath.
"Through the lichen which we're marketing under the name Chew-Z," Eldritch said.
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"Okay," Leo said roughly. "Well, tell me how to get out of this place. How
do I get back to Luna, to " He gestured. "You know what I
mean. Actuality."
[the illustration is based on Hegel's
ideas]
"At this moment," Dr. Smile explained, "Palmer Eldritch, although considerably upset and angered, is intravenously providing you with a substance which counters the injectable Chew-Z previously administered; you will return shortly." It added, "That is, shortly, even instantly, in terms of the time-flow in that world. As to this" It chuckled. "It could seem longer."
"How longer?"
"Oh, years," Dr. Smile said. "But quite possibly less. Days? Months? Time sense is subjective, so let's see how it feels to you; do you not agree?"
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"Maybe I'll pray," Anne said. "Praying is hard to do; you have to know
how. You don't pray for yourself; you pray what we call an intercessive
prayer; for others. And what you pray to isn't the God Who's in the heavens
out there somewhere... it's to the Holy Spirit within; that's different,
that's the Paraclete. Did you ever read Paul?"
"In the New Testament. ... Paul says our enemy is death; it's the final enemy we overcome, so I guess it's the greatest. We're all blighted, according to Paul, not just our bodies but our souls too; both have to die and then we can be born again, with new bodies not of flesh but incorruptible. See? You know, when I was Perky Pat, just now... I had the oddest feeling that I was it's wrong to say this or to believe it, but "
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He became silent; he stared at Anne Hawthorne. There's something wrong, he thought, because
Anne had one artificial arm and hand; the plastic and metal fingers were only inches from him and he could discern them clearly. And when he looked up into her face he saw the hollowness, the emptiness as vast as the intersystem space out of which Eldritch had emerged. The dead eyes, filled with space beyond the known, visited worlds.
Giambattista Vico;
Friedrich Nietzsche
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What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you in your loneliest loneliness and say to you: "This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence-even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again, and you with it, speck of dust!"*
Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: "You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine." If this thought gained possession of you, it would change you as you are or perhaps crush you. The question in each and every thing, "Do you desire this once more, and innumerable times more?" would lie upon your actions as the greatest weight. Or how well disposed would you have to become to yourself and to life to crave nothing more fervently than this ultimate eternal confirmation and seal?
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The elevator arrived. The doors slid aside. Inside the elevator waited four
men and two women, silently.
All of them were Palmer Eldritch. Men and women alike: artificial arm, stainless steel teeth... the gaunt, hollowed-out gray face with Jensen eyes.
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"...the images are seen in both eyes and move with them. We interpret this to mean that they are generated in the brain. Here, we summarize a theory of their origin in visual cortex (area V1)."
[right] Hallucinatory form constants. (I) and (II) following ingestion of LSD; (III) induced by marijuana; (IV) cobweb petroglyph.
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local connections between iso-orientation patches are assumed to be
isotropic
lateral connections between iso-orientation patches in different hypercolumns are assumed to be anisotropic
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| patterns generated by group action [in cortical coordinates] | the same planforms, drawn in visual field coordinates |
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"These results suggest that the circuits in V1 that are normally involved in the detection of oriented edges and the formation of contours are also responsible for the generation of the form constants."
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"People who reported NDEs also reported significantly more dissociative symptoms than did the comparison group."B. Greyson, The Lancet 355(9202):460-463, 2000.
I gaze down at the dusty top surface of the bank of lights suspended from the ceiling of the operating theatre. There's a neatly hand-lettered sticker on the grey-painted metal slightly yellowing, the writing a little faded, peeling at one corner. It reads:IN CASE OF OUT-OF-BODY EXPERIENCE
PHONE 137 4597Seeing (Greg Egan)
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| structures in inner ear, showing utricle | orientation of utricle (horizontal) and saccule (vertical) |
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human brainstem
Inversion illusions have been reported due to strokes related to disease of the vertebral arteries, the posterior inferior cerebellar arteries (PICA), and from the basilar artery (large vessel going down middle of brainstem).
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Animula vagula blandula
hospes comesque corporis
quae nunc abibis in loca
pallidula rigida nudula
nec ut soles dabis iocos
Publius Aelius Adrianus, Imperator Romanus
Poor little, lost little, sweet little soul,
My body's companion and friend,
Where are you going to now, little soul,
Pale little, stiff little, bare little soul,
Now that the jokes have to end?
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Non omnis moriar multaque pars mei vitabit Libitinam; usque ego postera crescam laude recens, dum Capitolium scandet cum tacita virgine pontifex. |
I shall not wholly die: large residue Shall 'scape the queen of funerals. Ever new My after fame shall grow, while pontiffs climb With silent maids the Capitolian height. |
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Non omnis moriar multaque pars mei vitabit Libitinam; usque ego postera crescam laude recens, dum Capitolium scandet cum tacita virgine pontifex. |
I shall not wholly die: large residue Shall 'scape the queen of funerals. Ever new My after fame shall grow, while pontiffs climb With silent maids the Capitolian height. |
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