![]() And heavenly it had been so long as it was a garment and no more, so long as man could shed it at will and live by the essence that is his soul, and the essence, equally divine, that is his body. ![]() Truly the garment had seemed heavenly at first, shot with the colours of culture, sewn with the threads of self-denial. Century after century had he toiled, and here was his reward. Man, the flower of all flesh, the noblest of all creatures visible, man who had once made god in his image, and had mirrored his strength on the constellations, beautiful naked man was dying, strangled in the garments that he had woven. They wept for humanity, those two, not for themselves. “Well, the Book’s wrong, for I have been out on my feet.” “Except through the vomitories, for which one must have an Egression-permit, it is impossible to get out. I only meant that to find out a way of your own was-Besides, there is no new way out.” All the fear and the superstition that existed once have been destroyed by the machine. I don’t think you irreligious, for there is no such thing as religion left. It was just what the Committee thought, when they threatened me with Homelessness.”Īt this she grew angry. “You think it irreligious of me to have found out a way of my own. ![]() ![]() ![]() “You are beginning to worship the Machine,” he said coldly. The phrase conveyed no meaning to her, and he had to repeat it. ![]()
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