My Library

I think it was this "Fraud Box" hatred which compelled into existence a factor which was to serve me very well ahead. I developed a kind of DETERMINATION for which English has no precise word. Perhaps that kind of determination soldiers must arouse in the face of going into deadly battle -- the "well, here we go for better or worse." Somewhat in this way, I now fancied myself not only as a lean, mean fighting machine, but as a warrior on behalf of the subtle perception potentials of our species. So I told Zelda, mostly to pump myself up a little, "Well, I now have to make myself into a Warrior, not just into a test-subject." And indeed, barely two years later, the somewhat startled media were to publish articles about such imaginary psychic warrior creatures. No one ever found out who THEY were, those two cretins who dared so openly to challenge my nerves at the ASPR. Yet, far, far worse lay ahead. And at this point, we were but six months distant from the first infrared photos. To me, it already seemed like a lifetime. Chapter 23