Pulp Fiction, 1954 · page 281 of 330
Adventures in the Far Future & Tales of Outer Space — page 281: what you’re looking at
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you thinking, you know, and | can remember your own past thoughts. Sol or Janya, it’s the same to you. How do | know you'll play ball with me?” The answer was instant, but dark with an unpleasant laughter. “Why—read my mind, Laird! It’s your mind too, isn’t it?” Then, more soberly: “Apparently history is repeating itself in the revolt of the barbarians against the mother planet, though on a smaller scale and with a less developed science. | do not expect the result to be any happier for civilization than before. So perhaps | may take a more effective hand than | did before.” lt was ghostly, lying here in the wind-grieved remnants of a world, watching the hunters move through a bitter haze of moonlight, and having thoughts which were not one’s own, thoughts over which there was no control. Laird clenched his fists, fighting for stability. Man, they say, is a time-binding animal. But only the mighty will and yearning of Vwyrdda had ever leaped across the borders of death itself, waited a million years that that which was a world might not die out of all history. What is the personality? It is not a thing, discrete and material; it is a pattern and a process. The body starts with a certain genetic inheritance and meets all the manifold complexities of environment. The whole organism Is a set of reactions between the two. The primarily mental component, sometimes called the ego, is not separable from the body but can in some ways be studied apart. The scientists had found a way to save something of that which was Daryesh. While the enemy was blazing and thundering at the gates of Vwyrdda, while all the planet waited for the last battle and the ultimate night, quiet men in laboratories had perfected the molecular scanner so that the pattern of synapses which made up all memory, habit, reflex, instinct, the continuity of the ego, could be recorded CORniclooo SS (SO)