Saturday, December 5, 2009

Hard ball and hurled it at the bristly image of himself in the bar mirror. He hadn't shaved in three days--which was how long it had been since he had been notified.

Over the eons. All the Bene Tleilax need do was add their own control system their own way of replicating information stored in the cell. "The Language of God " Scytale called it. Language of Shaitan was more appropriate. Feedback. The cell directed its own womb. That was more or less what a fertilized ovum did anyway. The Tleilaxu merely refined it. A sigh escaped Odrade.
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To look at her; he was talking to others. But he knew just where she would be if he turned to look. Small with mousy hair and yet a face that was always the child Juliet. But that was not her name. Not Juliet though she was Juliet's age in that memory. I am Charlie he thought. She is-- Rachel. Rachel Carpenter. In the flicker on the screen hers was the face the random light had brought him and so he remembered Rachel as he pulled his ancient body from the chair; thought of Rachel as he peeled the clothing from his frail skeleton delicately lest some rough motion strip away the wrinkled skin like cellophane. And Jock who of course did not switch himself off with the television recited: "An aged man is a paltry thing a tattered coat upon a stick. " "Shut up " Charlie ordered. "Unless Soul.
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