The Power of Speech (Puissance de la parole)

What now?

In the bowels of the dead planet,

an ancient tired mechanism shuddered.

The Power of the Words

Tubes emitting a place and flickering light awoke.

Slowly and reluctantly,

a neutral start switch changed position.

Last warning!

There is really nobody?

Hello!

It's over, Frank

So do me a favour, give me peace!

I am alone.

They left, Belma

No, it's not too late!

Why couldn't they leave us alone?

Before!

Why couldn't they let us fight it out together?

I know we would have lost

But I wouldn't care

Even if it would take me in…

You know, we would have had our love.

That's all we ever had

But the very first time they started their meanness, you turned on me.

And you turned on me, don't forget that.

turned on you

Well, that makes it even!

We both turned on each other.

Look at us now!

We were up on a mountain

We were up so high, Frank! It was so beautiful!

That night

I didn't know I could feel anything like that!

We kissed!

And we sealed it so it would be there forever,

no matter what happened.

Now that we will stroll through the space, Mr. Agathos

Tell me about the Earth

I didn't understand what you hinted to me just now

We were accusomed to call it Creation during mortality

Do you mean sto say that the Creator is not God?

I mean to say that the Deity doesn't create

So explain me or explain yourself!

At the beginning only, he created.

Among men, my Agathos, this idea would be consider as heretical in the extreme.

Among angels, miss, it is seen to be simply true.

Are not the starry worlds that, from the abyss, burst hourly forth into the heavens

are not these stars, Mr. Agathos, the immediate handiwork of the King?

Let me endeavor, miss, to lead you, step by step, to the conception I intend.

You are well aware that, as no thought can perish,

so no act is without infinite result.

We moved our hands, for example, when we were dwellers on the earth,

and, in so doing, gave vibration to the atmosphere which engirdled it.

This vibration was indefinitely extended,

till it gave impulse to every particle of the earth's air,

which thenceforward, and for ever,

was actuated by the one movement of the hand.

This fact the mathematicians of our globe well knew.

And they saw that the results of any given impulse were absolutely endless.

And they saw that the results of any given impulse were absolutely endless.

They saw that a portion of these results were accurately traceable in the space and in the time.

And how, my Agathos?

Through the agency of simple analysis.

Explain me or explain yourself!

By an easy calculation, these men saw, at the same time,

that this species of analysis itself, had within itself a capacity for indefinite progress.

So there were no bounds conceivable to its advancement?

Except within the intellect of him who applied it.

But at this point our mathematicians paused.

And why, Agathos, should they have proceeded?

It was deducible that, to a being of infinite understanding,

would have no difficulty in tracing every impulse given the air

To the remotest consequences

At any even infinitely remote epoch of time.

Why, my Agathos?

Because, miss Oinos, it is indeed demonstrable

that every such impulse given the air

must, in the end, impress every individual thing that exists.

We were up so high, Frank!

It was so beautiful!

No matter what happened.

Forever, no matter what happened.

Must, in the end, impress every individual thing that exists.

We had more

than any two people in the world.

Might trace the remote undulations of the impulse

And then we fell down! First you!

Trace them upward and onward.

And then me!

Upward and onward

in their influences upon all particles of an matter

in the modifications that undulations impose to old forms,