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In One Moment, Earth; In The Next, Heaven.
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In one moment, Earth; in the next, Heaven.
-- Academician Prokhor Zakharov,
"For I Have Tasted The Fruit"
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Time travel in the classic sense has no place in rational theory, but temporal distortion does exist on the quantum level, and more importantly it can be controlled.
-- Academician Prokhor Zakharov "For I Have Tasted The Frui...
What actually transpires beneath the veil of an event horizon?
Decent people shouldn't think too much about that....
The substructure of the universe regresses infinitely towards smaller and smaller components.
Behind atoms we find electrons, and behind electrons quarks....
This unusual specimen is not so much a classic particle as a connector--a kind of string attaching two particles.
As distance increases the connective power becomes attenuated, but if it is cut the power vanishe...
We have reached an informational threshold which can only be crossed by harnessing the speed of light directly.
The quickest computations require the fastest possible particles moving along the shortest paths....
Man's unfailing capacity to believe what he prefers to be true rather than what the evidence shows to be likely and possible has always astounded me.
We long for a caring Universe which will save us from our childish mistakes, and in the face of mountains of evidence to the contrary we will pin all our hopes on the slimmest of doubts....
The first living thing to go through the device was a small white rat.
I still have him, in fact. As you can see, the damage was not so great as they say....
A brave little theory, and actually quite coherent for a system of five or seven dimensions--if only we lived in one.
-- Academician Prokhor Zakharov, "Now We Are Alone...
Let the Gaians preach their silly religion, but one way or the other I shall see this compound burned
eared, and sterilized until every hiding place is found and until every last Mind Worm egg, every last slimy one, has been cooked to a smoking husk....