Abraham Grace Merritt

Abraham Grace Merritt

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Portrait of Abraham Grace Merritt Abraham Grace Merritt Cosmos — Chapter 11 – The Last Poet and the Robots (| override_year)

Narodny said: “Welcome, robots! Who is your leader?”
One answered: “We have no leaders. We act as one.”
Narodny laughed: “Yet by speaking for them you have shown yourself leader. Step closer. Do not fear – yet.”
The robot said: “We feel no fear. Why should we? Even if you should destroy us who are here, you cannot destroy the billions of us outside. Nor can you breed fast enough, become men soon enough, to cope with us who enter into life strong and complete from the beginning.”
He flecked an appendage toward Narodny and there was contempt in the gesture.
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Portrait of Abraham Grace Merritt Abraham Grace Merritt Cosmos — Chapter 11 – The Last Poet and the Robots (| override_year)

Down in the chambers of the screens, Narodny laughed and laughed again. He said: “Lao, is it that we have advanced so in these few years? Or that men have retrogressed? No, it is the curse of mechanization that destroys imagination. For look you, how easy is this problem of the robots. They began as man-made machines. Mathematical, soulless, insensible to any emotion. So was primal matter of which all on earth are made, rock and water, tree and grass, metal, animal, fish, worm, and men.
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Portrait of Abraham Grace Merritt Abraham Grace Merritt Cosmos — Chapter 11 – The Last Poet and the Robots (| override_year)

They brought a smaller screen into position before the larger one. They oriented it to the speeding space ship and stepped in front of it. The small screen shimmered with whirling vortices of pallid blue luminescence; the vortices drew together and became one vast cone that reached on and on to the greater screen as though not feet but thousands of miles separated them. And as the tip of the cone touched the control room of the space ship mirrored in the screen, Tarvish, upon the actual ship, gripped Martin’s arm.
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