Greg Bear Queen of Angels

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With buildings and trees, and people, and animals?
Of sorts. Yes.
Albigoni frowned. Like memories of buildings, and so on?
Not exactly. There may be analogies between the Country and the external
world, but the external objects we see are put through several filters,
selected by the mind for usefulness as symbols, as part of an overall mental
language. Most of that language is fixed before we are three years old.
Albigoni nodded, apparently satisfied. Lascal listened without expression.
And by inspecting Emanuel s Country, you can tell us what might have
motivated him to murder my daughter and the others.
I hope to, Martin said. Nothing is certain.
Nothing is certain but grief, Albigoni said. Paul, show Dr. Burke our
materials on Emanuel.
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Yes, sir.
Martin followed Lascal out of the study and into a small media studio next
door.
Please sit down, Lascal said, pointing to a smoothly upholstered reclining
chair. The chair was surrounded by black sound rods like the bottom half of a
bird cage. Two small projectors on a black plate directly before the chair
swiveled soundlessly as he sat, searching for the proper position of his eyes.
Mr. Albigoni knew most of what you explained already, Lascal told him
quietly as the equipment adjusted itself for the presentation. He just wanted
to hear it in your own words. Helps him to digest what he s read and seen.
Of course, Martin said, taking a sudden disliking to Lascal. Smoothly
professional, devotedly selfless; Albigoni could ask for no more subservient a
lackey.
The Emanuel Goldsmith multi-media show began with an interview conducted in
2025 on an early LitVid net. Caption floating in simulated gold letters before
him (the hallmark of Albigoni s reference library):
First LitVid Appearance/Folio Wing
Publication of Second Book of Poems/ Never Knowing Snow October 10 2025 LVD6
5656A.
Lascal explained the chair s custom controls and left Martin alone in the
room.
A young and handsome Goldsmith appeared before him, clear smooth mahogany
skin, thick black hair sitting perfectly on a high forehead, broad nose and
thin upper lip thinly mustached lower lip protuberant between pout and
sensual, large liquid black eyes with cream colored sclera, long thin neck and
prominent chin; twenty five years old almost a child of the century; dressed
in black wool highneck sweater left sleeve rolled to show strong arm period
fashion the roil containing an ID corn box satellite linked, replacing the
cigarette peck of seventy years earlier; youthful pleasant smile easy
mannerisms at ease before the interviewer. Discussing his work ambitions
goals. Voice thin but pleasant words accented Newh Yhawk with intrusions of
midwest. Well informed, Goldsmith impressed the female interviewer with his
suave equanimity, considering the fiery opinions expressed in his book,
opinions on Africa:
Can never be my home. It is only a home where my ghost will go when I die. A
few blacks still think of a homeland there; they hate me because I know that
is impossible. No African wants us; we re too white.
and America:
1 tell my brothers and sisters the financial struggle is won but not the
political and cultural, certainly not the spiritual. We still have coffee skin
in a power structure of cream no coffee. Our war is interior in America. We
will never be at ease, not until the day comes when no one asks us how it is
to be black, and no one comments on the black experience.
and poetry:
Poetry is dead and buried in a world of growing LitVid and illiteracy,
vidiocy
I ve heard it called. Being dead, poetry has enormous freedom; being ignored,
it can blossom like a rose in a manure heap. Poetry is risen. Poetry is the
messiah of literature but the angel has not yet told anybody it is risen.
and on selling over a quarter of a million copies in hardcover of his second
book of poems:
Charming and destructive. I have to watch this closely. Can t let it go to my [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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