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"I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and
sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of
unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as they trace
their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty
good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then
watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening.
My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the
atmospheric domes of the Outer Planets. We have had peace since
2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under the
Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a
few new moons.
I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I
thought I was happy. Then I found something that changed it
all..."
"And the meek shall inherit the earth."
"The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of
every Federation city. I have always been awed by them, to
think that every single facet of every life is regulated and
directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play
are all looked after by the benevolent wisdom of the priests..."
We've taken care of everything The words you hear the songs you
sing The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes.
It's one for all and all for one We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why.
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers
fill the hallowed halls. We are the Priests, of the Temples of
Syrinx All the gifts of life are held within our walls.
Look around this world we made Equality our stock in trade Come
and join the Brotherhood of Man Oh what a nice contented world
Let the banners be unfurled Hold the Red Star proudly high in
hand.
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers
fill the hallowed halls. We are the Priests, of the Temples of
Syrinx All the gifts of life are held within our walls.
"Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden
beneath the cave, I found it. I brushed away the dust of the
years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in my hands. I
had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful" ...
... "I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn
the keys to make them sound differently. As I struck the wires
with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious sounds, and
soon my own music! How different it could be from the music of
the Temples! I can't wait to tell the priests about it! ..."
"In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a
circle of grim, expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his
feet, and his somnolent voice echoed throughout the silent
Temple Hall." ... ... "Instead of the grateful joy that I
expected, they were words of quiet rejection! Instead of
praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as
Father Brown ground my precious instrument to splinters beneath
his feet..."
"I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to
me. Clearly yet I see the beckoning hand of the oracle as he
stood at the summit of the staircase" ...
... "I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities
and the pure spirit of man revealed in the lives and works of
this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and understanding
as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had been
crushed by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless
life had become with the loss of all these things ..."
"I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last
refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of the
waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live under the
control of the Federation, but there is no other place to go.
My last hope is that with my death I may pass into the world of
my dream, and know peace at last."