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Far Journeys

Robert Monroe

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I flickered. (What’s so funny?) (You have fun, uh, RAM!) I watched as he moved in the direction of the First Entry Station, still rolling. When he disappeared inside, I turned and reached, ident physical body, and stretched gently. I moved slowly inward through the rings, feeling strong and sure, knowing I still had much human rote to pick up and go through. I entered the second and then into the physical, knowing one pattern had ended and another would begin. But what was so funny? The green pyramid, the three of us, serve humankind … green, green pyramid roof, three on a beam … hey! On a clear night before going to bed, I might go out and stand on the sun deck and look up. When I do, sometimes the stars disappear and there is nothing but blackness overhead. From beyond the black comes an unseen and eternal song that is hauntingly familiar, a reminder if needed, cutting sharply through the noise of local traffic. INSPEC, BB, Lou, Bill, her, all There, in the song. But not AA! Then it fades, the stars return to the blackness, I take a deep breath, and go back inside.
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