"Kathleen Ann Goonan - Nanotech 04 - Light Music" - читать интересную книгу автора (Goose Mother)

far, had been a docile creature. But she was huge!
Her massive head bobbed as she approached, majestic, with
missionlike intent. Halting just a few feet from him, on the other
side of the low fence, she regarded him thoughtfully with dark eyes
huge as dinner plates. He was transfixed.
Then, he received images from her as precise as his radio skies.
globe of light breaks skin of seasky
rises
we rise with it
world falls behind
we are gone
into blackspace
our light one of billions
we burn we
turn into
now
Peabody saw it again: The sun rose over oceanтАЩs edge, went up and
up into black space. The elephant, himself, and all of the seeing,
conscious beings on Earth rose as well, in tandem, in a swift,
exhilarating arc of light.
Earth fell back; became tiny; vanished as the sun mingled with a
billion other stars which rotated suddenly, then snapped into new
constellations.
He was seeing the cosmos from a completely new vantage point.
Powerful, beautiful, ever-shifting tones, a symphony of light,
pealed through him, light that was time, space and place. One
quantum event; the field from which everythingтАФevery atom, all of
time and space, all living creatures, all conscious thoughtтАФburst.
 The elephantтАЩs trumpet shook the ground.
Peabody moved from his century of solitude into realization: This
is it.
This is it.
He held it in his mind for a moment. Or it held him: this image,
this movement, this music. The elephant felt it, understood it,
communicated it to him in a way that augmented his own
experience and gave it an edge to catch hold of.
He was filled with urgency. It had been real. Now it was
reinforced. He had to give this directly to the ConsilienceтАФthe
images, surely a clue to the origin of the signalтАФand the awe
embedded in them.
As he turned to go, the ground lurched slightly. Peabody grabbed
the railing next to him. The bank on which he stood formed a direct
breakwater against the sea, so this lurch was nothing out of the
ordinary.
But it gave Peabody the oddest sensation ofтАж movement.
Ridiculous, he thought, picturing the huge web of cables attached
to sea anchors. Nothing could cut them. Only deliberate
programming could cause them to release their grip on the anchors.
He rushed to Science Hall in a fraction of the time his outward
trip had taken him, using a scooter, ignoring large groups of people