Childhood's End

by Arthur C. Clarke

It was One World.

A lot of things are falling into place and i dont like the way the pieces are fitting together

No Utopia can ever give satisfaction to everyone, all the time. As their material conditions improve, men raise their sights and become discontented with power and possessions that once would have seemed beyond their wildest dreams. And even when the external world has granted all it can, there still remain the searchings of the mind and the longings of the heart.

The convenient word “nigger” was no longer taboo in polite society, but was used without embarrassment by everyone. It had no more emotional content than such labels as republican or methodist, conservative or liberal.

L take

George eyed the device with profound distrust. He noted that the letters of the alphabet were placed at regular intervals—though in no particular order—round the circumference of the table. In addition there were the numbers 1 to 9, scattered at random among the letters, and two cards bearing the words “YES” and “NO.” These were on opposite sides of the table.

Lol they're playing with an ouija board?

Women had fainted—not always without forethought—since time immemorial, and men had invariably responded in the desired way.

Hahahaha

“I always suspected it. But Karellen had promised that you’d never spy on us with your instruments. Why have you broken that promise?” “I have not broken it. The Supervisor said that the human race would no longer be under surveillance. That is a promise we have kept. I was watching your children, not you.” It was several seconds before George understood the implications of Rashaverak’s words. Then the color drained slowly from his face. “You mean?…” he gasped. His voice trailed away and he had to begin again. “Then what in God’s name are my children?”

The gasp i just gasped

for the heart of any race is destroyed, and its will to survive is utterly broken, when its children are taken from it.

I wonder how long this building will stand? And it’s getting hard to breathe—I must try to talk more slowly.

Please i'm not in the business of crying rn