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A Look Inside the Memoirs of the Space Traveller |
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Entry 116,309 We are approaching the speed of light. Hundreds of unknown phenomena. A new kind of elementary particle has made its appearance - squarks. Not very large, but noisy. Something peculiar is happening to my head. I remember that my father was Barnaby, but I had another named Balaton. Unless that's a lake in Albania. I must check in the encyclopedia.
The aunts are buckling under, quantum by quantum, yet still gamely knitting away. Bad smell on the 3rd deck. Oliphant's child doesn't crawl now, it only flies, making use of the recoil from front and back discharges alternatively. Amazing, the organism's capacity for adaptation! Entry 116,315 Today at my doorstep I find an infant, male, the following card pinned to its diaper: "This is yours". Cant' figure it out, an accident perhaps? For its crib I'm using a desk drawer padded with old documents (...) Translated by Michael Kandel, Seabury Press 1976 |