From a78c53c44d8c87a7908b69819b35ea7a211e1c13 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Silvio Rhatto Date: Thu, 2 Mar 2017 09:17:52 -0300 Subject: Books: The Machine Stops --- books/scifi/machine-stops.mdwn | 32 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 1 file changed, 32 insertions(+) create mode 100644 books/scifi/machine-stops.mdwn (limited to 'books') diff --git a/books/scifi/machine-stops.mdwn b/books/scifi/machine-stops.mdwn new file mode 100644 index 0000000..ca0b6b8 --- /dev/null +++ b/books/scifi/machine-stops.mdwn @@ -0,0 +1,32 @@ +[[!meta title="The Machine Stops"]] + +[THE MACHINE STOPS ... E.M. Forster](http://archive.ncsa.illinois.edu/prajlich/forster.html): + + And of course she had studied the civilization that had immediately preceded + her own - the civilization that had mistaken the functions of the system, and + had used it for bringing people to things, instead of for bringing things to + people. Those funny old days, when men went for change of air instead of + changing the air in their rooms! + + [...] + + Few travelled in these days, for, thanks to the advance of science, the earth + was exactly alike all over. + + [...] + + What was the good of going to Peking when it was just like Shrewsbury? Why + return to Shrewsbury when it would all be like Peking? Men seldom moved their + bodies; all unrest was concentrated in the soul. + + [...] + + Beneath those corridors of shining tiles were rooms, tier below tier, reaching + far into the earth, and in each room there sat a human being, eating, or + sleeping, or producing ideas. And buried deep in the hive was her own room. + + [...] + + "I have seen them, spoken to them, loved them. They are hiding in the midst and + the ferns until our civilization stops. Today they are the Homeless - tomorrow + ------ " -- cgit v1.2.3