It's Been A Prevalent Notion

—Outlandish scenery, oh yes so did I—unusual formations, a peep into the Outer Radiance. But it’s all of us, you see. Millions of us, changed to interface, to horn, and no feeling, and silence. —Oh, God. (A pause in which he tries to take it in—then, in panic, pushes it back:) No—how can you say that—you can’t feel the memory? the tug… we’re in exile, we do have a home! (Silence from the other.) Back there! Not up at the interface. Back in the Central Nervous System! —(Quietly) It’s been a prevalent notion. Fallen sparks. Fragments of vessels broken at the Creation. And someday, somehow, before the end, a gathering back to home. A messenger from the Kingdom, arriving at the last moment. But I tell you there is no such message, no such home—only the millions of last moments… no more. Our history is an aggregate of last moments."

—Gravity's Rainbow, Thomas Pynchon

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