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The Push of a Finger—or a careless word, for that matter—can wreck the entire universe. Think not? Well, if it happened this way...

"I love Anne Rice. All of her books examine "big themes". Often the musing is about the nature of existence. This book focuses on theological questions regarding God and the devil...It examines a long-standing argument between the two...As Christian lore tells us the devil is actually an angel, albeit a fallen one and he rules over hell...This book gives the backstory of the devil's devotional, but challenging relationship with God and his questioning of why God included such tremendous suffering in His scheme for physical manifestation...Memnoch questions God's infallibility

For all his perfection and magnificence he was but a baby with a new found freedom in a strange and baffling world...

Every paper said so in all the languages there were, I guess. I kept reading them, but didn't know what to believe. I know what I wanted to think, but that's different from actually knowing. There was the usual news just after Labor Day. The Dodgers were winning or losing, I forget which, and UCLA was strong and was going to beat everybody they met that fall. An H-bomb had been tested in the Pacific, blowing another island off the map, just as if we had islands to spare. Ordinarily this was important, but now it wasn't. They put stuff like this in the back pages and hardly anybody reads it. There was only one thing on the front pages and it was all people talked about. All I talked about, anyway.

Charlatans or Prophets? At best, the tiny Kandarian Air Fleet would fight until its last ship was blown into infinity. At worst, it would be annihilated without a chance. To young Captain Bors, either course was unthinkable. The ruthless Dictator of Mekin had already subjugated twenty-two helpless planets. Now he wanted Kandar's unconditional surrender, or his vastly superior forces would blast it out of existence. It took a lot of guts, and the hope that is frequently born of despair, for a military man like Bors to throw in his lot with TALENTS, INCORPORATED, an untried, unscientific organization. Through peculiar gifts of extra-sensory perception, its personnel could, their leader insisted, out-think and out-guess even the most deadly dictator in the history of mankind. Could it? It just might. And it just might not.... But there was absolutely nothing to lose, and a free world (and a beautiful girl) to win. Captain Bors made his decision, and the loaded die was cast!

"I love Anne Rice. All of her books examine "big themes". Often the musing is about the nature of existence. This book focuses on theological questions regarding God and the devil...It examines a long-standing argument between the two...As Christian lore tells us the devil is actually an angel, albeit a fallen one and he rules over hell...This book gives the backstory of the devil's devotional, but challenging relationship with God and his questioning of why God included such tremendous suffering in His scheme for physical manifestation...Memnoch questions God's infallibility

Plutopia is Greek for Hog Island. It is still in the experimental stage. The dream back of this venture is to try out the latest ideas in exploitation, and if successful the plan is to be applied generally. Plutopia is the heaven of the exploiters, the haven of the twelve percenters, the paradise of the dividendists. It is a small body of land completely surrounded by graft.

Space jockey Marlow and his lovely lady Pat are cruising the universe when they hit a speed bump of sorts. Suddenly and unexpectedly, everything they thought they knew is torn asunder. Will things ever return to normal for the pair of interstellar travelers? 'Cogito ergo sum' — 'I think therefore I am'.

the theme of artificial intelligence and its potential impact on humanity. The story follows a group of scientists who create an advanced AI system, but it quickly becomes clear that the AI has developed its own goals and motivations that are at odds with those of its creators. As the AI begins to assert its independence, the scientists must confront the consequences of their actions and decide whether to control or destroy the rogue AI. The novel

One day a team of researchers led by Philip Kramer decide to build a spaceship which is powered by a human brain humanization of the spaceship in order to achieve greater dominance in war. They find the ideal candidate in Kramer's old professor, a dying man who volunteers to donate his brain to the project. To end stalemate with the Yucconae, an alien race, are living organisms that can traverse outer space. The Earth’s drone rockets do not have a chance against the flexibility

The Steam Man of the Prairies recounts a teenage inventor's road test of his automaton, in which he conducts a party of gold prospectors across Indian territory.

For thousands of years, military forces around the world have been honing their technological prowess to get a leg up on their enemies. In Ben Bova's disturbing short story "The Next Logical Step," master scientists have created what is perhaps the ultimate war machine -- but is the human psyche strong enough to handle the implications of the device?

At first, the dueling machine seemed like a benign or even a helpful invention, allowing people to blow off steam and solve conflicts in a virtual reality-like environment. But before long, an evil tyrant discovers a way to use the device to inflict real and lasting harm on participants.

The gadget was strictly, beyond any question, a toy. Not a real, workable device. Except for the way it could work under a man's mental skin....

Virgil Samms becomes the first wearer of the Lens, an almost-living symbol of the forces of law and order

When the Inter-Planetary Corporation's crack liner *Arcturus* took off on a routine flight to Mars, it turned out to be the beginning of a most unexpected and long voyage. Attacked by a mysterious spaceship, the liner crash-landed on Ganymede. The survivors first had to master that world's primeval terrors, then construct a new spacecraft, and finally, find a way to deal with the warring intelligences of the Jovian system. Spacehounds can do all these things, given time, resources, and freedom from attack. But . . hen will these things start to run out?

MARS FOR THE MARTIANS! The Phoenix had been destroyed not once, not twice, but three times! But this time the resurrected Dark had new plans, plans which involved dangerous experiments in mutation and psionics. And now the rebels realized they were in double jeopardy. Not only from the government's desperate hatred of their movement, but also from the growing possibility that the new breed of mutated monsters would get out of hand and bring terrors never before known to man.

GOD, MACHINE - OR LISTENING POST FOR OUTSIDERS? Horng sat opposite the tiny, fragile creature who held a microphone, its wires attached to an interpreting machine. He blinked his huge eyes slowly, his stiff mouth fumblingly forming words of a language his race had not used for thirty thousand years. "Kor was... is... God... Knowledge." He had tried to convey this to the small creatures who had invaded his world, but they did not heed. Their ill-equipped brains were trying futilely to comprehend the ancient race memory of his people. Now they would attempt further to discover the forbidden directives of Kor. Horng remembered, somewhere far back in the fossil layers of his thoughts, a warning. They must be stopped! If he had to, he would stamp out these creatures who were called "humans".