5/21/2023 0 Comments The status civilization![]() ![]() He was sitting on a bed in a small gray room. When it didn't, he looked around, seeking in his surroundings some clue to his identity. He sat up hastily and willed memory to return. He awoke, rubbed his eyes, and waited for further memories to come. What kind of man? Dimly he saw himself, faceless, a beamer gripped tight on one hand, a corpse at his feet. He became an amoeba which contained his essence then a fish marked with his own peculiar individuality then an ape unlike all other apes. He lifted a pseudopod from primordial ooze, and the pseudopod was him. He rose through thick layers of sleep, out of the imaginary beginnings of all things. It was a journey in which he traversed all time. XXX Chapter I His return to consciousness was a slow and painful process. Please always refer to the english original version, in case. Some chapters have been heavily modified/censored/integrated during the translation process. Layout and spacing match the original printout, explanatory notes have been also preserved. Foreword: different translations are hereby provided, each one by a different author, a different cultural environment, a different historical period. ![]()
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