Limanora : $b the island of progressSweven, Godfrey
Science
Limanora : $b the island of progress
Sweven, Godfrey
Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Science fiction; Utopias -- Fiction
longings and ideals; even the body had been transformed into something
more like what the soul of their far past had been, subtle, buoyant,
sublimated. Still it dragged the spirit down, whenever the limits of
corporeal life became too apparent. Many a long generation of fiery
self-disciplined work upon their constitutions would it take even this
marvellous people to etherealise their bodies so far as to make them
fit companions of their souls.
Amiralno had not the vital energy to bear up against the conditions
that harassed their still hybrid system. He had no desire to stay and
see the slow evolution of a body that would pace with the soul through
infinity. Better to have release and a new and untrammelled career even
if the form he should take was unknown to him. It was the nature of all
energy to change, and the higher in the scale it rose, the nimbler it
became. But in order to rise it had to be yoked for a time with a lower
form, which it used as medium and leverage, leaving it as soon as it
had accomplished its due development. All things tended to rise above
themselves; and it was the greatest of disasters, the very reversal of
nature, if ever they should fall back, as they often did. What we call
death was but the unyoking of a higher energy from a lower, which it
had temporarily made its comrade and medium. It was no misfortune or
degradation, but a step higher in enfranchisement. The animate resisted
this step, because one member in the lifelong partnership refused to
descend into a grosser transformation again. In the human, the nobler
the thought-energy, the higher it strove to raise itself before the
inevitable divorce from its lower medium and yoke-fellow. But when the
time of severance approached, it mastered the reluctance of the lower,
and yearned to be set free. And little wonder that the lower resisted;
for back it had to fall in the cosmic order, and begin again its slow
progress upward from grade to grade; first into the clutches of myriads
of microscopic disintegrators of its tissues that would transform it
into food for plant-life, and then by weary stages upwards through
vegetable and animal tissue, perchance into the sustenance of thought
again.
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