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'To
me the only
Kj
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1
success, die only greatness*,
is
parts hunters, like the dreaded Wild Doctors,
immortality."
—James Dean, quoted mjemes Dean: The Mutant
King, by David
Daltcra
other after the
battle,
cutting the
warm
who operate on each
quivering parts from the
dead and dying. Cut-and-grab men dart out of doorways and hack out a kidney with a few expert strokes of their four-inch scalpels. People have lost all shame. Here's a man who sold his daughter's last kidney to buy himself a new groin appears on TV to appeal for funds to buy little Sally an artificial kidney and give her this last
—
I he colonel
wears the
beams
at
the crowd.
satisfied expression of
.pomaded, manicured, he one who has just sold the widow a .
fraudulent peach orchard. "Folks, we're here to
sell
the only thing
selling or wortli baying and that's immortality. Now here is the simplest solution and well on the way. Just replace the worn-out
worth
parts and keep the old heap on the road indefinitely.
As
transplant techniques are perfected and refined, the age-old
dream
of immortality
is
now
within the grasp of mankind. But
to decide out of a million applicants for the aren't
enough parts
save 20 percent,
to
same
who
is
heart? There simply
go around. You need the job
folks.
lot once a year to Big executives use a heart a month just as
regular as clockwork. Warlords, paying off their soldiers
in livers
and kidneys and genitals, depopulate whole areas. Vast hospital cities cover the land; the air-conditioned hospital palaces of the rich radiate out to field hospitals and open-air operating booths. The poor are rising in huge mobs. They are attacking government warehouses where the precious parts are stored. Everyone who can afford it has dogs and guards to protect himself from roving bands of
Christmas. On his arm is a curvaceous blond known apparently as Bubbles. She calls him Long John: now isn't that cute? A flourishing black market in parts grows up in the gutted cities riots. In terrible slums, scenes from Brueghel
devastated by parts
and Bosch are reenacted; misshapen masses of rotten scar tissue crawling with maggots supported on crutches and canes, in wheelchairs and carts. Brutal-as-butchers practitioners operate without anesthetic in open-air booths surrounded by their bloody knives and saws.
The poor
wait in parts lines for diseased genitals, a cancerous
a cirrhotic liver.
lung,
They
holding forth nameless things
crawl towards the operating booths in
bottles that they think are usable
Shameless swindlers who buy up operating garbage prey on the unwary. And here is Mr. Rich Parts. He is three hundred years parts.
in
job lots
old.
He
is
mere thought of it throws paroxysms of idiot terror. For days he cowers in his buntwo hundred feet down in solid rock, food for fifty years. A trip from one city to another requires months of sifting and checking computerized plans and alternate routes to avoid the possibility of an stili
subject to accidental death, and the
him
into
ker,
"
"
accident. His idiolic cowardice
opens many doors. Your
looking like a
not as
tissue.
visitor.
knows no bounds. There he sits, Chimu vase with a thick layer of smooth purple scar Encased as he is in this armor, his movements are slow and It takes him ten minutes to sit down. This layer gets thicker and thicker right down to the bone the doctors have to operate with power tools. So we leave Mr. Rich Parts and the picturesque parts people their monument, a mountain of scar tissue. hydraulic.
As
—
Ron Hubbard, founder of Scientology, said: "The man could be would be to live infinitely wrong."
L.
right a
"wrong" for "long" and the which immortality is realized science
slip in
is
significant
science
—
fiction,
for the
which
are indeed infinitely wrong, the wrongest
fact,
lightest
wrote
I
means by
will
soon be
wrong
a
man
can be, vampiric or worse.
this thing called
Mr. Hart? Precisely where,
in the
human nervous
this ugly death-sucking, death-dealing, death-fearing
thing reside? Science gives only a tentative answer: the "ego"
seems to be located in the midbrain at the top of the head. "Well, he thinks, "couldn't we just scoop it out of a healthy youth, throw his in the garbage where it belongs, and slide in MEEEEEEEE?" So he starts looking for a brain surgeon, a "scrambled egg" man, and he wants the
When
comes
could reside
in a
"
number
of bodies,
I
look so unlike the subject as to be unrecognizable. And some of will look like some other person. "Why. he looks just like Khrushchev with one gold tooth peeking out."
will
them
The
illusion of a separate, inviolable identity limits
tions and confines you in time.
people
much
live in
you
—
"visiting, "
You
we
live in
your percep-
other people and other
—and
call it
course
of
it's
ever so
easier with one's Clonies.
When
heard about cloning I thought, what a fruitful conone could be in a hundred different places at once and experience everything the other clones did. I am amazed at the outcry against this good thing not only from men of the cloth hut also from scientists, the very scientists whose patient research has brought cloning within our grasp. The very thought of a clone disfirst
I
cept: why,
Improved transplant techniques open the question whether the ego itself could be transplanted from one body to another, and the further question as to exactly where this entity resides. Here is Mr. Hart, a trillionaire dedicated to his personal immortality. Where is system, does
spirit
some hideous parasite draining the host, but as helpful little "Roger he Lodger, .don't take up much room, .show you a tnck or two. .never overstay my welcome." Take fifty photos of the same person over an hour. Some of them
Doc
turbs these learned gentlemen. Like cattle on the verge of stam-
pede, they paw the ground mooing apprehensively. "Selfness is an essential fact of life The thought ol human nonselfness is
temtving."
whom? Speak for yourself, you timorous old beastie your eternal lavatory. Too many scientists seem to be
Terrifying to
cowering
in
ignorant of the most rudimentary spiritual concepts.
They tend
to
be
is
suspicious, bristly, paranoid-type people with huge egos they push
can switch eggs in an alley. Mr. Hart embodies the competitive, acquisitive, success-minded spirit that formulated American capitalism. The logical extension of this ugly spirit is criminal. Success is its own justification. He who succeeds deserves to succeed; he is RIGHT. The operation is a success. The doctors have discreetly withdrawn. When a man wakes up in a beautiful new bod, he can flip out. It wouldn't pay to be
around like some elephantiasis victim with his distended testicles in a wheelbarrow, terrified, no doubt, that some skulking ingrate-ofa-clone student will sneak into their very brains and steal their genius work. The unfairness of it brings tears to his eyes as he peers anxiously through his bifocals. Cloning isn't ego gone berserk. On the contrary, cloning is the end of the ego. For the first time, the spirit of man 'will be able to separate itself from the human machine, to see it and use it as a machine. He is no longer identified with one special Me machine. The human organism has become an artifact he can use like a plane, a boat, or a space capsule. The poet John Giomo wondered if maybe a clone of a clone of a clone would just phase out into white noise like copies of copies of tape. As Count Korzybski used to say: "i don't know, let's see. But ultimately, I postulate, true immortality can be found only in space. Space exploration is the only goal worth striving for. Over the hills and far away. You will know your enemies by those who attempt to block your path. Vampiric monopolists would keep you in time like their cattle. "It's a good thing cows don't fly, " they say with an evil chuckle. The evil, intelligent Slave Gods. The gullible, confused, and stupid pose an equal threat owing to the obstructive potential of their vast numbers. I have an interesting slip in my scrapbook. News clipping from the Boulder
tops.
best.
it
to a short -order job old
Zeit
He
a witness. Mr. Hart stands up and stretches luxuriously in his new body. He runs his hands over the lean young muscle where his potbelly used to be. All that remains of the donor is a blob of gray
matter
in a dish.
Mr. Hart puts
his
hands on
his hips
and leans over
the blob.
"And how wrong can you be? DEAD." He spits on it and he spits ugly. The final convulsions of a universe based on
quantitative factors,
money, junk, and time, would seem to be at hand. The time approaches when no amount of money will buy anything and time itself will run out. This is a parable of vampirism gone berserk. But all vampiric blueprints for immortality are wrong not only from the ethical standlike
They are ultimately unworkable. In Space Vampires Colin Wilson speaks of benign vampires. Take a little, leave a little. But they always take more than they leave by the basic nature of the vampire process of inconspicuous but inexorable consumption. The vampire converts quality live blood, vitality, youth, talent into quantity food and time for himself. He perpetrates the most basic betrayal of the spirit, reducing all human dreams to his shit. And that's the wrongest wrong a man can be. Personal immortality in a physical body is impossible, since a physical body exists in time and time is that which ends. When someone says he wants to live forever, he forgets that forever is a time word. AH three-dimensional immortality projects, to say the least, are ill-advised, since they always immerse the aspirant deeper point.
—
—
—
in time.
The tiresome concept of personal illusion of some unchangeable
on the old
MEEEEEEEE
MEEEEEEEE,
immortality is predicated precious essence: greedy is no
forever. But as the Buddhists say. there
no unchanging ego.
What we flunk of as our ego is defensive reaction, just symptoms of an illness fever, swelling, sweating are the
—
—
as the
body's
reaction to an invading organism. Our beloved ego. arising from the
weeds
more continuity than There is no ego: only a shifting process as unreal as the Cities of the Odor Eaters that dissolve in rain. A moment's introspection demonstrates that we are not the same as we were a year ago or a week ago. "What ever possessed me to do that?" A step toward rational immortality is to break down the concept of rotten
of lust and fear and anger, has no
a fever sweat.
a separate personal,
and therefore inexorably mortal, ego. This
Camera. Picture of an old woman with a death's-head, false-teeth smile. She is speaking for the Women's Christian Temperance
"WE OPPOSE CHILD ABUSE. INTEMPERANCE. AND IMMORTALITY." Union.
The way
to immortality
is
in
space,
and Christianity
is
buried
under slag heaps of dead dogma, sniveling prayers; and empty prayers must oppose immortality in space as the counterfeit always fears and hates the real thing. Resurgent Islam .bom-again Christians. .creeds outworn. .excess baggage. .'raus 'mit\ .
.
.
.
.
prolonged future, and the future of any artifact lies in the direction of increased flexibility capacity for change and ultimately mutation. Immortality may be seen as a by-product of function; "to shine in use." Mutation involves changes that are literally unimaginable from the perspective of the future mutant. Coldblooded, nondreaming creatures living in the comparatively weightless medium of water could not conceive of breathing air. dreaming, Immortality
is
and experiencing the force of gravity as a basic fact of life. There will be new fears like the fear of falling, new pleasures, and new necessities. There are distinct advantages to living in a supportive medium like water. Mutation is not a matter of logical choices. The human mutants must take a step into the unknown, a step that no human being has ever taken before. "We were the first thai ever burst into that silent sea.
©
HEAVY METAL 5
EDITORIAL
CHAIN MAIL
Another balmy day after a night of heavy rain, shiny cold streets, and a
moody
cab ride home:
pages of the
this
new
year,
right out of the
very magazine. But, about and the growth of Heavy now divorced parents of it
Metal: like the
Les Humanoides Associes (i.e., asrelated to; humanoidss Iikehuman-but-not-the-same-as), this is a magazine defined more readily by what it isn't than by what it is. Entering its fifth year of publication, always offers the unexpected, and we sorta like that. We can always experiment and never feel as if we've broken a promise. Okay, so we've got the who of it down pal. Corben is still going strong, and there's more Druiliet to come, and Caza, Crepax, Bilal, Wrightson, and Chaykin, all,
—
socie's
—
HM
among
And some who ain't here moment but will be back. Within
others.
for the
the next few months. Heavy Metal will also publish some new European finds.
Milo Manera, a young Italian artist, will make his American debut here. And Fernando Fernandez, the well-known Spanish fantasist, will adorn these pages.
The
The following are four letters commenting on Harlan Ellison's "Fear Not Your Enemies" (HM. March 1981)- The letters are unan-
We
swered. last
decided to run them as
Dear Heavy: I have never read anything so pointed and as Harlan Ellison's "Fear Not Your Enemies" (Heavy Metal, March). Indeed, it was a shock; I was confronted with an illumi-
my psyche
nation of
when
at
age twenty
murderers
is
maturity
Heavy
in a graphic,
that
core, and situation
And
like a
coin
upright, precariously balanced.
the coin could
fall
one
means
narrative form.
Mttal, in a sense, stands
propped
either way:
toward being more of a magazine that in the coming months becomes an extension of the pop culture and acts with a sense of cultural significance. Or it could topple the
man
the burden of guilt on the evil of indifference, while Ellison, reflecting on President Reagan's comment, hits hard at the central a vivid picture of the state of the
is
on violence
Incorporated.
French term
helped murder a
1
quite true, and fittingly de-
many men I have known during my imprisonment. Edward Yashinsky aptly placed much of
And
a
of almost six years ago
with a handgun. Ellison's portrayal of unlikely scribes
guilty,
a quality that descends from bawtes
with no
direct
European legacy remains. Fantasy. Science fiction. The absurd. The surreal. dessinees,
is,
word or rebuttal from Mr. Ellison or our We had our say; now it's your turn.
staff.
Yes, I'm
in this country.
much more so than most. But here's who will be contacting Handgun Control,
As
Ellison says, don't cry and
moan
for
John Lennon and the multitude of others slain. I won't say I never cried formy victim, but does it help? Of course not. Since I am fortunate to be alive
I
can help
kill
indiffer-
ence rather than people. The availability and abundance of handguns and their easy access is
when
staggering
realized.
My realization of
sleight of hand with various McLuhanesque dicta about the postliterate culture and the message-izing of the medium.
it led to the untimely and wanton death of a man I never knew, and my sobering is guaranteed to continue for several years as my stay in prison continues. But this is not my story. This is to further credit Harlan Ellison and his commentary. Perhaps my hindsight may shore up worthy credibility to Ellison's perception, but a message is essentially needed to be given to all you would-be killers: you are already guilty, and Ellison has given you prudent advice, so do something about it. Your life may depend on it, so don't lower
The
yourself as
HM
other way.
could remain a cult item, cherished by a few but smothered by the silence. We would prefer the former course, even if it does risk (as has happened in other magazines) popularization to the point of being pabulum. A fanzine this isn't: all it's predicated on refutes that. As an aesthetic replete with its own values, bande dessinee performs a neat
brain tricks played here are of a cer-
I
did.
immediacy of image and the deep mental action of print. Be ignited by
Dan
tain kind: the
it,
or don't take
no mere bunch of figure
it
it
seriously at
cultural juvenilia. snail
out.
but
all,
And
it
eaters like the French to
Howsabout
that?
We know how much
our lives are
shaped by the arts; after all, it was the American public that elected an actor as president.
manner
of
L.
Rea
Hagerstown. Maryland
it's
takes a
As we begin to consider every guest essay, new concepts us-
ing print and paper, and a solid stand be-
new review section (premiering next month), we're talking Heavy Metal talk. We're speaking the language of this magazine, because we're talking about quality an attitude. A tone like a clear note ringing in the head, banging against radiant, resonant heavy metal hind our
—
The Eds
Dear Heavy Metal, Excuse me for living. Pardon my soul for buying my favorite magazine each month and reading it from cover to cover. I ask forgiveness from the Great White Harlan Ellison. His essay,
in
the March issue, confirms
my
if you make something sound even remotely reasonable, use sensationalism to the max, and have a name that is already well known, you can get anything printed! While it is regrettable that thousands of people die every day from the use of handguns, may I point out that people have been
belief that
killing
—
other people
— innocent
for thousands of years.
makes
it
a
death, but
much it
is
easier and
or otherwise
Granted, a gun
more impersonal
death just the same. Take will find other means
away the guns and man
.
of killing his fellow man.
Does Mr. all
Ellison really believe that
if
we
Catch the mist. Catch the myth. Catch the mystery. Catch the drift*
get together and pool our hard-earned and dollars in Washington,
much sweated over
we, a group, or anybody is going to change human nature? Harlan, my boy, if you believe that, you are a bigger asshole than you believe us readers of Heavy Metal to be. In case you haven't noticed, people of every size, shape, and social class commit these crimes: from the high-class asshole who watches "art films," to the stupid shithead who watches the "Dupes of Hazzard," to the readers of Heavy Metal. Your wasting two pages of my favorite magazine to call me a "good li'l heavymetal baby with Teflon 'd he,
nostrils" and complain about a quirk of
human
nature that's been a part of man since man has been on earth is the biggest well-written line of shit that I've
Dear Heavy Metal
ever read, Steve McCormick German town, Ohio
me
Catch "Moving Pictures!' The new album from Rush.
Folk:
Harlan Ellison's piece
prompts
Rush threw everything they had
your March issue
in
to leave the silent majority of
into their
new
rock
Can you catch
masterpiece, "Moving Pictures."
it
ro
'n'
all?
your readers and ask a question. Why print Mr. Ellison's diatribe? It addresses only a small portion of an immensely complex social problem, and does so in a needlessly vulgar manner.
From
a personal standpoint,
I
am
in four-letter words, if at all. hate to collapse your house of cards,
cate solely I
Harlan, but there are people out here who consider themselves at least on your level of
compassion and understanding; some of them own handguns. We do agree on one thing, though. John Lennon's death has no more value than do the hundreds of others that occur weekly country.
this
what
We
to do about
The
differ in
in
our thoughts of
it.
Constitution of the United States
grants the citizenry of this country the right to keep and bear arms. It makes no provision for the invasion of another person's life with
those arms. President Reagan has a valid perhaps the only one advanced so far: idea,
maximum, brutal sentences for those who commit crimes with weapons of any kind. This kind of deterrent
will
give the small-time
professional criminal something to consider. You're right, Harlan, it won't do anything for
the "crazy." But
I
think there are consider-
ably fewer crazies than you'd like to believe.
The
majority of handgun owners, myself
included, are responsible cititzens.
We
main-
our weapons, and our proficiency with them, as a sport and against the day when
tain
...God
forbid.
practical
way
.they represent the only out of a life-threatening .
emergency. Like
it
when our us.
This
is
or not, Harlan,
we
live in a
time
societal structure fails to protect
not the
fault of
react only "after the fact. "
the police,
Much
who can
of the
Givethegift of music.
unim-
pressed with both his arguments and his ranting prose. Having already been treated to an essay on why he doesn't like his readers, I'm not surprised by his latest article. Clearly he feels the readership of Heavy Metal is composed of people who communi-
blame
must be shared by a court system that places more value in the rights of the criminal than in
those of the victim.
It is
the legacy of
stump thumping.
dig on
Sincerely.
M. C. Dixon
lib-
government. have no intention of sending a donation to Control. Instead I'll spend more time perfecting my skills and passing them on to others, in the hopes of preventing a few of the accidental shootings that are bound to happen when the uninstmcted handle firearms. Mr. Ellison, I don't object that you have an opinion different from mine. I would defend your right to it, as the Constitution directs me to do. I do object to your self-righteous, vulgar airing of it in a magazine that I read eral I
Handgun
with continued pleasure.
So, in closing ...in words understand:
I
think you'll
.
make you even half-right. Harly, baby when you can guarantee me and mine the ability to walk unmolested through your new Utopia, you can have my guns. 'Til then, gasbag, you'll get 'em by prying them from my cold, dead hand. Your spew of an article tells us you've had a tough time (I'm genuinely sorry for that): so have some of the rest of us. It ain't going to happen again, not without a fight. You can buck the odds if you want to. .good luck. Go splash blood and words somewhere else, or maybe join the Moral Majority. They really print don't
.
.
.
.
Ellison,
First of
you
telling
all,
this
is
not a shitty
how concerned
I
am
little
letter
and bitching
because you ragged ail of the readers of Heavy Metal out. Your treatise was obnoxvery effective. It got me so pissed that I wrote a check and mailed it that day. I had had the address on the wall for about two weeks, meaning to do it when I got some more money, but you know how that goes there never seems to be enough. So I finally cleaned out my bank account, regardless of the consequences. But does the fact ious, but off at
you
—
I wrote the Handgun Control people a check automatically exclude me from the "big conspiracy" headed by our dear Uncle Ron? I
that
Listen up yourself, punk. Just 'cause you've discovered fuck. .son of a bitch. and asshole, don't make you right. Just 'cause you've learned to make a loud noise in .
Dear Mr.
will
grant you that
it
is
a start, but
is
that
all it
takes?
You might ask the Handgun Control people of response they got after the March issue came out. I would be interested. But I wonder if it will be enough. 1 just don't know. All we can do is hope that the people of this country will come out from behind their TV sets long enough to see what we are becoming, and do something about it. But what kind
don't hold your breath.
Sincerely yours.
Laura
S.
Wamelink
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ROBERT E. HOWARD'S
BLOODSTAR BY RICHARD CORBEN,
JOHN JAKES. AND JOHN POCSIK
Brought before Byrdag. Bloodstar was forced
encampment On
his journey to
nowhere
to
wal
in particul;
afterward, Helua gave bid satty. and Bloodstai
attacked
BLOODSTAR MUST HAVE FELT AN ODD ANXIETY AS HE MOVED TOWARD THE AESIR ENCAMPMENT THE TENSION OF RETURNING TO A PLACE ONCE KNOWN AND LOVED AND NOW FORBIDDEN TO HIM
WATCHED HIM WALK FORWARD. BOLDLY. I
ALL OF THE AESIR
WARRIORS WERE OUT HUNTING. THE VILLAGE
WAS QUIET
A FEW CHILDREN SAW BUT GAVE NO ALARM.
HIM.
WHAT MUST HAVE GONE THROUGH HIS MIND? HAD THE OLD MAN DIED? OR HAD HE LOST HIS CHIEFTAINSHIP? HIS HEART POUNDING, BLOODSTAR APPROACHED THE WAR CHIEF'S TENT —
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WE PASSED A
SLEEPLESS NIGHT, COLD AND CRAMPED, AMID THE TANGLED ROOTS OF A FOREST GIANT.
HEARD MY FRIEND'S QUIET SOBS ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT I
AT FIRST LIGHT,
WE
EMERGED FROM THE DRIPPING TREES TO RENEW THE SEARCH. BUT WHATEVER TRAIL THERE WAS HAD BEEN WASHED AWAY. WE RANGED THE GRASSLANDS, LOOKING FOR SOME SIGN. AT LAST, WEARY AND DEPRESSED, BLOODSTAR DECIDED TO LOOK IN THE VICINITY OF THE AESIR ENCAMPMENT. IT WAS THEN THAT SAW— I
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THE CARNAGE AROUND US CALLED TO MIND ANOTHER SCENE OF NIGHTMARE TRAGEDY FROM MY OWN YOUTH, AND TOLD YOUR FATHER THE STORY OF THE KING OF THE NORTHERN ABYSS, AND OF THE CURSE WHICH BEFELL MY PEOPLE THERE, AND THE REASON WHY THEY NOW SHUN AND FEAR THAT VALLEY OF DESOLATE RUINS. I
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SUDDENLY SOMETHING
TOWERED BEHIND HIM—
ONE
DAY, ONE OF THE WARRIORS WHO HAD THE
SICKNESS, BUT LIVED,
WAS EXPLORING THE CRUMBLING BUILDINGS,
WHERE HE DISCOVERED A SOMETHING OVERCAME SEEMINGLY BOTTOMLESS WELL,
H IM THERE, SOMETHING WHICH TOOK OVER HIS MIND. HE RETURNED TO OUR CAMP OUTSIDE THE WALLS, LEAPING HIGH INTO THE AIR IN A DANCE OF MADNESS. ALL THE WHILE HE PLAYED A HYPNOTIC MELODY ON HIS PIPES.
HIS COMRADES SHOUTED IN FEAR. HE GIBBERED AND DROOLED AND CACKLED INSANELY AS HE DANCED. HIS EYES ROLLED UP IN THEIR
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THE PULSING HORROR FLOWED INTO OUR MIDST CRUSHING AND MANGLING. IT DEVOURED WHOLE GROUPS. REMEMBER MY MOTHER FLED OUT OF THE VALLEY WITH THE REST. BEHIND US, THE MONSTER FEASTED. CAN STILL HEAR THE DARKNESS SHATTERED BY THE SCREAMS OF ITS VICTIMS. I
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THE PITIFUL REMNANTS OF MY TRIBE AVOIDED THE PLACE AFTER THAT. BUT THEY WATCHED ITS BORDERS, LEST SOMETHING CREEP OUT OF THE NIGHT AFTER THEM. FOR MONTHS AFTERWARD THE MAD PIPER COULD BE SEEN DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT AS HE TRIED TO LURE US BACK.
AS THAT DREADFUL DAY PASSED,
TOWARD RAVEN DUSK, CROUCHED, HOPING FOR SOME SIGN OF LIFE. EVEN THE CARRION BIRDS WERE FRIGHTENED. WAS WATCHING MY SHADOW LENGTHEN ALONG THE GROUND WHEN HEARD I
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KEEPING THIS IN MIND, BLOODSTAR HIMSELF MARCHES INTO THOSE PRIMORDIAL DEPTHS IN QUEST OF THAT SCALY MONSTER.
ENOUGH. SERPENTS ARE THE WORST, FOR THEY LOSE INTEREST IF THE PREY IS
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AWAY.
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To Be Continued
^Greetings. Welcome .
-.llNTOOUB. SAGA OF THE faithful
Old West.the
reader will recallthat the town of hangman's CoRHERS HAS BEEN BESET Bf a 5eries of untoward events following the! arrival of a
Mysterious Stranger, and that old doc mason has gone for help....
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Well, folks, here we are at the. end of another episode and still mo help for the unfortunate residents of hangman's c0rner5. wllltex get cranked up and come to their rescue or will aid come in the guise of the mysterious law IMWMITE, who IS EVEN NOW PERFORMING SOME SORT OF WEIRD "ONE -RING CEREIvlONY"?FIHD OUT IN OUR NEXT EP150DE OF TEX ARCANA. ! ,
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SO PLEASE STAY WITH ME FOR TODAY'S PROG-RAM, IN WHICH I WILL P1NP OUT WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THESE PILLARS AND HOW THEY ARE ERECTEP.
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5URE YOU'LL ENJOY THIS UNIQUE
/ ANTHROPOLOGICAL STUDY AS MUCH AS I WILL- HOW AG-ROUP OF PEOPLE WHOSE
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PA55EP THE LOINCLOTH, MUCH LESS THE
WHEEL,COULP CARVE ftNP TRANSPORT \ MASSIVE OBELISKS 15 A FA5CINATIMG\^ QUESTION!, I'M SURE YOU'LL AGREE.
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PREVIOUS, APVANCEt?
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STAMPING, SILENT, BARELY MOVING-, SHOWINGRECOGNITION OF NEITHER OUR PRESENCE NOR THE MOMENTOUS OCCASION. MOST ANTHROPOLOGISTS HAVE LON& SINCE GIVEN UP ON THESE PEOPLE, UNABLE TO FINP EVIDENCE OF ANYTHING RESEMBLING A CULTURE IN ANY PROPER SENSE, NOT EVEN A SPOKEN LANG-UA&E.
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PAR/5- THE BEGINNING/ OF/MARCH, ZOZZ. AN ELECTORAL MASQUE&ZPE IN PROGRESS NOTN/NG SEEMS TO HAVE CHAUGBP IN THIS l/WHENSE PARISIAN CITY- IT & POLITICALLY Ai ITAL HAYS HAS SSSAi AUTONO/HOUS, ANP IRREPARABLY fASCIST THE SEGREGATION OF THE CITV ItVTO two Sects reveals A pef/n/tely socially retarpec stats, me F/R*}r GROUP! WHICH FOR/US THE NUCLEUS, SHELTERS THE PREFERRED SOCfETY, A MILITIA AMP THE RULING CLASS. THE SECONP SNRROUNPS THE FIRSTANP STRETCHES OUT UNTIL IT CAN'T BE SEEN SINCE THE INSTALLATION OFAN EIYORMOUS ASTROPORT, IT HAS 6ECO/YIE THE CROSSROADS FOR ADVENTURERS ANP EXTRATERRESTRIAL TYPES ALIUS. THE ARMYASSURES CONTROL ANP SECURITY FOR THIS TORN UNIVERSE. INAPPITTON TO THE FORCED EXOTE/HSNT GENERATED OVER THE NEXT ELECTORAL PATE, DISCONTENT HAS SPREAP OWING TO THE MVSTERlOLlS APPARITION OFA PYI3Q/tAIP-SHAPEP SPACESHIP GENERAL RESTLESSNESS GROWS. IT IS SELIEVEO THAT THE OCCUPANTS OF THIS FLYING PYRAMIP ARE TAKING ASTRONOMICAL QUANTITIES OF MOTOR FUEL FROM PARIS THE PRUPEAIT SILENCE OF GOVERNOR l<S
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Detweiler
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.a
.
.
small, insignificant
world, orbiting its minor sun on a point between the nm and oblivion,
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Detweiler a world of farmers. Not happy, .
.
kicking, ignorant brothers
of the
soil
.
.
.but of bitter, I
desperate men.
Drought
.
.
.
Drought. 184 days of unblinking, merciless sunshine. Her crops turning to ash on the vine, Detweiler's people no longer worry about profit from export .
.
,
.
which
burst,
pouring forth the sweet, wet miracle
of life.
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High noon on the 185th day. In minutes the
As one.
luminescent blue
people
.
sky
is
.
.
gutted by
Detweiler's
moan
in
gratitude, giving
thanks to an
black,
.
.
.
ultimately
rolling
clouds
merciful .
.
God.
.
The ram
fell
for ten days,
continuously,
covering every
parched inch oF Detweiler's surface.
ml Jk.
fly
m^
\M
^>
.
When ended,
the ten-day deluge fully
one-third of
Detweiler's people |
were dead |
.and the dying continued.
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The
priests, in
1 protective clothing I
and masks, held mass
j
funerals over the
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common graves of
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the dead.
And still the people died
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By the eighth day, the prayers of gratitude had
turned to screams anguish.
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And,
among
the living frhough most had forgotten), thar a ship had been seen orbiting Most had been too busy burying their dead
some remembered Detweiler.
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But a
few remembered.
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.
common link between these world nations were the profit-making
Therefore, [he only splintered
star travelers,
who
possessed the very few
existing hyperdnves;
I
the spidery container ships. bearing imports and exports
I
the marauders, raping
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land pillaging I profit.
.
.
for
I
and the cathedral ships of Mother Church, manned by the warrior priests of St. Beryl
the leper.
obstacle In
mankind's stumbling
back to
hMBs*
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For, although space travel was impossibly expensive for most societies, planet-bound conflict fought with everything from broadsword and dagger to turbine jets-
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seemed to spring
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up. overnight.
Hundreds of wretched worlds, barely able to feed their populations, found themselves locked in civil wars and
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insurrections.
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And, of course, as in all times ofwar. there was profit to be made; these times, as weil. proved to
be no exception.
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Aside from rhe ancient family feud fa bipod teud| between Daxand Prometheus, a 'feud datingbade long before [tie jihad, both corporations have accepted a simple conclusion .
The ultimate success of one Gorporajupn's .product will., in the long run. lead to the collapse of the other. And- so, commercial warfare! Some even suggest that these planetary conflicts have- been created by these two cartels is merely idle speculation .
but this
.
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With apologies
I
Ashmeade,
a
^
to our gentle reader
company world
.
we now go to
of the
Dax
\
cartel.
The I
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With nine-tenths of
I it I
turns a
handsome
its
surface covered
profit selling
by ice, waterto
1
several desert planets in nearby systems.
laborers, stevedores,
and prostitutes who live on the surface are unaware of plant 14.
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shafts of crystal
I
where the
I
organic nurtured
Beneath its only city, however.
Ashmeade keeps
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?] '
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several secrets.
J
hulls of starcraft are .
.
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Starbuck, legendary
hero of the Crusades, savior of virgins' ,
keeps
.
Cody
.Antichrist.
.
Starbuck,
privateer,
mercenary
presently
in
,
,
.
Prometheus Corporation. To the casual observer. it
would seem
that
Starbuck. mercenary that
Dax
he
is,
could serve
as well as he
does Prometheus.
the his
demands
own
for
highly
expensive services might dwindle.
^Dronedroid
Number
«
Six
U&
races the dilating portal of the crystal
j?!V*v
a race that Number Six loses not to the portal, but to a well-aimed energy blast
A
cheer rings out from the defenders. falls through
as the luckless drone
the rapidly closing portal useless
body has won
.
.
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1 1 .comes from somewhere, that urge. The hands grasp the clay like those of a miner digging mother lode.
for the
They strain and probe, tendons taut, as the maker yearns to merge wifh his material, to
mold, to shape form from nothingness.
With a-narne
like
Dzihtars Mezulis, this thirty -orie-year-old sculp-
tor of Latvian extraction will
forever be saddled
with an exotic quality, and more so in light of his But it's an awkward
craft.
heritage and a complicat-
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Bom in England,
Mezulis with Ms family emigrated to Toronto, Canada, where his dad, a iteelworker, taught him as a child the use of tools. No surface rendering, no
mere
history really
perm.'ts an understanding of Mezulis or
what com-
pels him^ to struggle with
rhe delicacy that his clay
constructions require.
"
He
sees
"
his
life
transformed by a
routine absorbed with clay and earthy
mass. For him spirit into it's like a
ness."
damn
A
it
is
the translation of
matter. "Truthfully, for
me
struggle with light and dark-
magi, a wizard of
"When
serious:
with the stuff
I
soil,
he's
I'm working
step back
in
time. I'm
forever aware of temporality.
Not
bullshit, not hippie jive: this
guy's been there and back. Four times near death, trapped by collapsing kidneys, he spent six years, from 1969 to 1975. trekking around the world in a quest for a life while always facing likely death.
No wonder he
—
cinated with making
is fas-
"It's central to
my being.
Transmutation: "In part
it's
a takeoff on
Hermes, the god who guided souls
to
the underworld. There s a transmutation upwards from the stone monolith to a twelfth -century magus: this is a symbolic
geslure toward matter becoming
spirit."
Ringing In the Sheep: 'The animal is a combination greyhound and bronto-
saurus: there's a melding: the rider ferocious yet he delicately tinkles a tiny bell."
seems tough and
Digital Transmission:
"It's
dual play on
first on myself as a maker with digital transmissions, and second, ; the figure locuses on the contemplative aspect o the source of my expression."
words,
my
I
"A
piece
smell,
its
will
usually take
earthiness. With
armature. Its purely
He
did psychoactive
brews with
dians in Central America.
Himalayan peaks
in
me eight to twelve weeks time, twelve hours a day.to finish! At my energy concentrated, I determine what will evolve from
tirst-l'm
order
He
In-
climbed
to stop at
Buddhist monasteries. The winds batin North African deserts while he was living with Bedouins. In the jungles of Guatemala. Mezulis vis-
tered him
hamwhile scorpions crawled about and bats flew above silently. Through Europe, Asia, and .Africa as weil as both American continents. Mezulis ited ancient temples and slept in
mocks
saw eighty
countries.
"I'm a sponge for experience, inin all attitudes about being. I understand about
terested
Through my work being.
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Darkness Draws Near: "He wears a bison worshiper's headdress, a sixteenthcentury codpiece, a nineteenth-century revolver; and he sits on a twentiethcentury Coke crate. He's the expression of timeiessness, the savage whose veneer of civilization is thin."
The Royal Twins View the Games: "These ture
figures are part of a larger struc-
— they're tomb guardians on the
face;
sur-
but underneath, eternal, primal
entities."
Harzak Centering: "With this figure its psychic dimension is several times the volume of physical space, so it's about space and timeiessness."
v
overwhelmed by the clay, by its very I don't use any support struts, or
the clay.
clay, of the earth."
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