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| The Candle[1999-02-07]The room was dark. The only light he could see was a single lit candle in the middle of the room. The flame fluttered from the draught caused by the door he had opened to gain himself entrance to the room. The flame seemed near to go out any second. He closed the door gently behind him. The flame seemed to regain steadiness, so he began walking towards the candle, in an easy, slow pace. When he came closer, he noticed that the candle was a quite thick thing, held up only by a small candle-holder standing directly on the floor. This didn't really surprise him; he had seen such arrangements before. What shook him a little was the fact that the candle was red. Sure, he knew that there were red candles. And black. And blue. And yellow. It was only that he didn't quite expect such a candle here. He soon regained his composure, however, and sat down on the floor in front of the candle, in a simplified lotus position. He let his hands rest on his legs, and fixed his gaze firmly on the flame. The flame seemed eternal and infinite. It danced in front of his eyes, and there was no obvious pattern in its transformations. The flame rose, shrunk, became intense, then faded, in a never-ending game of variation. Nevertheless he remained focused on the flame. After what seemed to be at least four days, he closed his eyes, and sighed in relief. He no longer needed his eyes to see the flame. He had finally reached the point where he could picture the flame inside his own mind; the point where he could predict its moves, its transformations, and, indeed, its meaning. He knew the meaning of life. Relieved, he rose and left the room, the candle still burning. Outside, he returned to his cabin. He didn't teleport; instead he chose to walk the entire way. From floor 2 to floor 29. After all, he wasn't in a hurry. On his way, he faintly percepted other people working on a few of the floors. However, most floors seemed to be quiet. After a while, he reached his cabin. He put his hand on the scanner. Two seconds later, the scan was complete, and the door slid to the side. He entered, and waited for the door to slide back into place. Then he laid down on his bed and closed his eyes - and opened his mind. No longer was there a reason to use his eyes. Or his other senses. He knew everything he needed to know already. Totally calm, he left his body, never to return. |
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