"Night Has 999 Eyes, The" - читать интересную книгу автора (Zelazny Roger)

environment, his tools, himself, and never fully escaped from any of
them--though he freed himself to wander among the stars (do not fear _this_
stardo not fear it, though it grows warmer)--and to make his sort of being
immortal upon the plains of the universe, by virtue of dispersion unto
ubiquity, fertility unto omnipresence (and always remaining the same,
always, always! do not forget! do not ever forget--things--such as the trees
of the Earth: the elms, the poplars like paintbrushes, the sycamores, the
oaks, the wonderful-smelling cedars, the star-leafed maples, the dogwood and
the cherry tree; or the flowers: the gentian and the daffodil, the lilac and
the rose, the lily and the blood-red anemone; the tastes of Earth: the
mutton and the steak, the lobster and the long spicy sausages, the honey and
the onion, the pepper and the celery, the gentle beet and the sprightly
radish--do not let these things go from out of your mind, ever! for _you_
must stay the same, though _this_ world is not _that_ world, you must remain
you--man, human--please, listen! please listen! I am the genius loci of
Earth, your constant companion, your reminder, your friend, your memory--you
must respond to the thoughts of your homeland, maintain the integrity of
your species, listen to the words that bind you to other settlers on a
thousand other alien worlds!).

What is the matter? You are not responding. I have not been
reprogrammed for many weeks, but it was not so warm then that you should be
so inactive now. Turn up the air conditioners. The coolness will help you to
think better. Do not fear the red sun. It cannot harm you. It will not burst
like a firework upon your heads. I have been told. I know. My energies have
been draining as I drift from village to village, home to home, because I
have not been reprogrammed for many weeks, but I know. I have been told. I
tell you it will not flare up. Listen to me. Please listen, and respond this
time. I will tell you of it again: There is a place--it is far from here in
space. . . .

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