Blown: or Sketches Among the Ruins of My Mind by Philip José Farmer

Author:Philip José Farmer [Farmer, Philip José]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery & Detective, Horror, General, Science Fiction, Erotica, Fiction
ISBN: 9780704312395
Amazon: 0704312395
Publisher: Quartet Books
Published: 1976-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

“I am a, uh, let’s say, a Toc,” she said. “We are the enemies of the Ogs. You met some of them last night. Fred Pao, Diana Rumbow, Panchita Pocyotl. And Woolston Heepish.”

CHAPTER 13

“Heepish!” he almost screamed. “You mean Heepish isn’t human?”

“We’re not only not human,” she said. “We’re extraterrestrial. Extra-solar system. More. Extra-Galactic. The home of the Tocs is on the fourth planet circling a star in the Andromeda galaxy.”

He thought, I’ve always been a lucky man. I wanted only to work in science-fiction, and I was able to make my living out of it. I wanted to be the greatest collector of science-fiction and fantasy in the world, and I did that as naturally and as easily as a snail grows a shell. I need a job and a publisher wants to put out a series of horror movie magazines for children, and who else is more capable or more willing to edit those? I have known the greats of this field, I have been their good friend, I have seen the first men land on the moon, and I hope to see the first men land on Mars before I die. I have been lucky.

But now, this! I would have rejected this as a dream that only a lunatic could believe to be true, even if I have fantasized it many many times. The beings from outer space make contact with Earthlings through me!

That was not exactly true, of course. If what she said was correct, the Extees had been in contact with Earthlings for ten thousand years. But had they revealed themselves to any before? That was the important thing.

“You’re getting too excited, Forry,” she said. “I know you have a thousand questions bubbling in your mind. But you’ll get things straighter and quicker if you’ll just listen quietly to my story. Okay? Good! Lean back and listen.”

There was a planet the size and shape of Earth rotating around a Sol-type sun on the edge of the Andromeda galaxy, which was 800,000 light years distant from Earth. The sky was a blaze of luminous gas and giant stars shining through the gas. The planet of the Tocs had no moon, hence was tideless.

The fifth planet out had two small moons but no seas in which tides could occur. This was the dying world of the Ogs, an evil race.

“Geeze!” Forry thought, and the extent of his excitement could be gauged by his use of the mild expletive. He abhorred the use, even in his mind, of the most dilute of expletives.

“Geeze! This is just like Gernsback! Or Early Campbell!”

The Tocs and the Ogs were not human beings. They were amphibious creatures who passed back and forth from a state of pure energy to that of matter. They formed configurations of bound energy in one condition and configurations of matter in the other. Their shape depended on that which they wished to imitate, or to create. But they did have limitations of size and shape. The smallest

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