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.""So what's changed?" Michael asked."Why haven't you killed me?""Our scientists started working on something called a quantum computer andreceived unexpected results.I'm not going to give you the details thisevening, Michael.All you need to know is that a Traveler can help us achievean incredible breakthrough in technology.If the Crossover Project works,history will be changed forever.""And you want me to become a Traveler?""Yes.Exactly."Michael got up from the couch and approached General Nash.By now he hadrecovered from his reaction to the infrared scanner.Perhaps these peoplecould read his heart rate and skin temperature, but that wasn't going tochange anything."A few minutes ago you said that your organization attacked my family'shouse.""I had nothing to do with that, Michael.It was a regrettable incident.""Even if I agreed to forget about the past and help you, that doesn't meanthat it's possible.I don't know how to `travel' anywhere.My father didn'tteach us anything but sword fighting with bamboo sticks.""Yes, I'm aware of that.Have you seen our research center?" Nash motionedwith his hand and Michael looked out the window.Security lights illuminatedthe guarded compound.Nash's office was on the top floor of a modern officebuilding connected to three other buildings by covered walkways.In the middleof the quadrangle was a fifth building that looked like a white cube.Themarble walls of the cube were thin enough so that the interior light made thePage 120 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlbuilding glow from within."If you have the potential to be a Traveler, then we have the staff andtechnology necessary to help you achieve this power.In the past, Travelershave been instructed by heretical priests, dissenting ministers, and rabbistrapped in the ghetto.The whole process was dominated by religious faith andmysticism.Sometimes it didn't work.As you can see, there's nothingdisorganized about our operation.""Okay.It's clear that you've got some big buildings and a lot of money.Thatstill doesn't mean I'm a Traveler.""If you succeed, you'll help us change history.Even if you fail, we'll setyou up in a comfortable environment.You'll never have to work again."And what if I refuse to cooperate?""I don't think that's going to happen.Don't forget, I know all about you,Michael.Our staff has been investigating you for several weeks.Unlike your brother,you're the ambitious one.""Leave Gabriel out of this," Michael said sharply."I don't want anybodylooking for him.""We don't need Gabriel.We have you.And now I'm offering you a greatopportunity.You're the future, Michael.You're going to be the Traveler whowill truly bring peace to the world.""People will still keep fighting.""Remember what I told you? It's all just fear and distraction.Fear will getpeople into our Virtual Panopticon and then we'll keep them happy.People willbe free to take antidepressant drugs, go into debt, and stare at theirtelevision sets.Society might seem disorganized, but it will be very stable.Every few years we'll pick a different mannequin to give speeches from theWhite House Rose Garden.""But who's really in control?""The Brethren, of course.And you'll be part of our family, guiding usforward."Nash put his hand on Michael's shoulder.It was a friendly gesture as if hewere a kind uncle or a new stepfather.Guide us forward, Michael thought.Part of our family.He stared out the window at the white building.General Nash turned away from him and walked over to the bar."Let me pour youanother drink.We'll order dinner sirloin or sushi, whatever you wish.Andthen we'll talk.Most people go through life never knowing the truth about the major events oftheir time.They're watching a farce performed at the edge of the stage while the realdrama is going on behind the curtain."Tonight I'll raise the curtain and we'll walk backstage and see how the propsworkand what's behind the set and how the actors behave in the dressing room.Halfthe things you've been taught in school are just convenient fictions.Historyis a puppet show for childish minds."32Gabriel woke up in the motel room and saw that Maya was gone.Without making asound, she had left her bed and gotten dressed.He found it strange that shehad neatly tucked in the blanket and folded the two pillows into the frayedcotton bedspread.It was as if she wanted to erase all signs of her presence,the fact that the two of them had spent the night in the same space.He sat up in bed and leaned against the creaky headboard.Ever since they hadleftPage 121 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlLos Angeles, he had thought about what it meant to be a Traveler.Was everyonejust a biological machine? Or was there something eternal within each livingthing, a spark of energy that Maya called the Light? Even if that was true, itdidn't mean that he had the power.Gabriel tried to think about another world, but he found himself overcome byrandom thoughts.He couldn't control his mind [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.""So what's changed?" Michael asked."Why haven't you killed me?""Our scientists started working on something called a quantum computer andreceived unexpected results.I'm not going to give you the details thisevening, Michael.All you need to know is that a Traveler can help us achievean incredible breakthrough in technology.If the Crossover Project works,history will be changed forever.""And you want me to become a Traveler?""Yes.Exactly."Michael got up from the couch and approached General Nash.By now he hadrecovered from his reaction to the infrared scanner.Perhaps these peoplecould read his heart rate and skin temperature, but that wasn't going tochange anything."A few minutes ago you said that your organization attacked my family'shouse.""I had nothing to do with that, Michael.It was a regrettable incident.""Even if I agreed to forget about the past and help you, that doesn't meanthat it's possible.I don't know how to `travel' anywhere.My father didn'tteach us anything but sword fighting with bamboo sticks.""Yes, I'm aware of that.Have you seen our research center?" Nash motionedwith his hand and Michael looked out the window.Security lights illuminatedthe guarded compound.Nash's office was on the top floor of a modern officebuilding connected to three other buildings by covered walkways.In the middleof the quadrangle was a fifth building that looked like a white cube.Themarble walls of the cube were thin enough so that the interior light made thePage 120 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlbuilding glow from within."If you have the potential to be a Traveler, then we have the staff andtechnology necessary to help you achieve this power.In the past, Travelershave been instructed by heretical priests, dissenting ministers, and rabbistrapped in the ghetto.The whole process was dominated by religious faith andmysticism.Sometimes it didn't work.As you can see, there's nothingdisorganized about our operation.""Okay.It's clear that you've got some big buildings and a lot of money.Thatstill doesn't mean I'm a Traveler.""If you succeed, you'll help us change history.Even if you fail, we'll setyou up in a comfortable environment.You'll never have to work again."And what if I refuse to cooperate?""I don't think that's going to happen.Don't forget, I know all about you,Michael.Our staff has been investigating you for several weeks.Unlike your brother,you're the ambitious one.""Leave Gabriel out of this," Michael said sharply."I don't want anybodylooking for him.""We don't need Gabriel.We have you.And now I'm offering you a greatopportunity.You're the future, Michael.You're going to be the Traveler whowill truly bring peace to the world.""People will still keep fighting.""Remember what I told you? It's all just fear and distraction.Fear will getpeople into our Virtual Panopticon and then we'll keep them happy.People willbe free to take antidepressant drugs, go into debt, and stare at theirtelevision sets.Society might seem disorganized, but it will be very stable.Every few years we'll pick a different mannequin to give speeches from theWhite House Rose Garden.""But who's really in control?""The Brethren, of course.And you'll be part of our family, guiding usforward."Nash put his hand on Michael's shoulder.It was a friendly gesture as if hewere a kind uncle or a new stepfather.Guide us forward, Michael thought.Part of our family.He stared out the window at the white building.General Nash turned away from him and walked over to the bar."Let me pour youanother drink.We'll order dinner sirloin or sushi, whatever you wish.Andthen we'll talk.Most people go through life never knowing the truth about the major events oftheir time.They're watching a farce performed at the edge of the stage while the realdrama is going on behind the curtain."Tonight I'll raise the curtain and we'll walk backstage and see how the propsworkand what's behind the set and how the actors behave in the dressing room.Halfthe things you've been taught in school are just convenient fictions.Historyis a puppet show for childish minds."32Gabriel woke up in the motel room and saw that Maya was gone.Without making asound, she had left her bed and gotten dressed.He found it strange that shehad neatly tucked in the blanket and folded the two pillows into the frayedcotton bedspread.It was as if she wanted to erase all signs of her presence,the fact that the two of them had spent the night in the same space.He sat up in bed and leaned against the creaky headboard.Ever since they hadleftPage 121 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlLos Angeles, he had thought about what it meant to be a Traveler.Was everyonejust a biological machine? Or was there something eternal within each livingthing, a spark of energy that Maya called the Light? Even if that was true, itdidn't mean that he had the power.Gabriel tried to think about another world, but he found himself overcome byrandom thoughts.He couldn't control his mind [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]