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Thursday, June 02, 2005

The show must go on

enough about the diabolical manner in which my earthly possessions were shifted from my old residence to my new one ... the show must go on..

rummaging through the maze of tetris-like boxes in my new house, i came across a very old book, the white mountains by john christopher..this is what was written/printed on the last page..

Now we ourselves are free, but we have a man's work to do. Ozymandias promised me a long and dangerous journey. He was right. He also promised me a hard life at the journey's end. He was right again. There is no comfort here in the mountains, but we do not want it. We only want strong minds and bodies, so that we can help to fight the Tripods.

There are many exciting things here. Our new home itself is exciting. We live not only among the mountains but in one of them. The ancient people built a railway here inside the mountain. It is six miles long. It rises a mile high through a tunnel in the rock. Several small tunnels run out from the side of the chief one.

We do not know why the ancient people did this. But it makes a safe place where free men can live together. The mountain is our castle.

Even when we came here in summer, snow and ice lay across the bottom of the tunnel. We were told that this river moves very slowly, inch by inch, down into the valleys. Outside the air is cold but inside the tunnel it is only cool; even in winter it is never too cold.

There are places where we can look out from the side of the mountain. Sometimes i go to one of these. I look down into the green valley, far below. The sun shines on distant villages, with their roads and farms. I can just see their cattle, like small insects, in the fields. Life looks warm there and easy, while here it is hard and cold. But i have no desire to live with the valley people.

I said that we have no comfort. That is not quite true. Two things give us comfort; we are free, and we have hope. We live among men who control their own minds. The refuse to serve the Tripods. For many years they have waited and worked in secret. Now they are almost ready to attack the enemy.

In the end, we shall destroy the Tripods and free men will enjoy the good things of the world.

John christopher wrote this book in 1967 people... i wonder exactly how long it has been since we turned dumb.

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