Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 53 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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WITHOUT LOVE ever spat at it. Now this may sound a bit snobbish, but Tiger did have a vulgar streak in him. Heredity, I suppose. I, coming from middle-class parents, was inclined to look down on him even though the whole team had been inte- grated as to personality. Tiger retaliated by being overly assertive with me, and I on the other hand took a similar attitude toward Max, who may have looked down on me. This does not mean, however, that I didn’t worship Max with all my heart, nor were there ever any overt demonstrations on his or Tiger’s part. Still the idea was present. . So, when Max asked me what the coil’s reactions were when I teased it, I rebelled at first at the thought of having something in common with Tiger. After I got over being rebellious, I answered: “‘When I throw a paper-clip, the reaction does resemble the force field of a paper-clip.” Fermin nodded. “And the colour change equalled the 15 change of intention from teasing to insult.” “But you didnt feel any reaction,” said Tiger. “The emission was above the safety zone; the grid shielded it.” Max said: “You yourself didn’t feel it, either.” “But the colour change indicated that it was there.” ‘In other words,’ I drew the conclusion, “the coil du- plicates and transmits stimuli as well as thoughts, and it does so whether the receiver is conscious or unconscious. If, ‘therefore, the brain-patterns of an unconscious receiver were as yet uncrystallized, as with an embryo, it might be possible to alter them per- manently. Or one might im- pose a number of patterns and thus heighten the range of intuition. It’s worth a try, I'd say.’ And I looked questioningly at Max. Tiger said: “The grid shields and modulates the emission. At the same time it spreads it. We got to open the grid, put in a lens, so we can focus the emission and also step it comiclooks.conn