"Robert A. Metzger - Perchance to Dream" - читать интересную книгу автора (Metzger Robert)

Then I blink and am back in
тАЬYou in full stealth again,
my own skull, the boy holding
Grandpa?тАЭ
my hand. тАЬMy stealth suit?тАЭ I ask,
I focus, narrowing input to the
not understanding how it could
merely visible, nulling the infor-
be gone, as I look down at my
mational torrent, blossoming wis-
nearly naked body. тАЬI was going
teria and wrought iron fading
to make a trade on the third level
away as I drop the suitтАЩs human
for food,тАЭ I say.
filter. In front of me stands a boy,
тАЬThere is no third level,
naked, dirty, brown hair hanging
Grandpa,тАЭ he says, and sweeps a
in tangles. His eyes sparkle
hand in front of me. тАЬOnly here.
like diamonds, the Ocs wedged
Everything else is a Dream.тАЭ
behind his corneas both spewing
I remember, knowing what he
and gulping data тАФ his gateway
says is true, the confusion lifting
to Dream-generated worlds. He
a bit.
stands before me on the narrow
тАЬTime to get you home,
sidewalk, naked people shuffling
Grandpa,тАЭ he says.
by us like water flowing around
FUTURES




I nod, hoping that I will find my
two rocks in a steam. The shops
stealth suit there. We walk down
along this stretch of tunnel are
the street, the warm sun shining
choked with bodies, and nothing
down on us, the shops beckoning,
else тАФ the only goods available on
full of wonderful Dreams for sale.
this level virtual тАФ photons being
The wisteria is in full bloom. тЦа