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[...] (Pause.) A five star designation here.

[...] A star shape. [...]

(“A star shape. [...]

[...] These were places for studies concerning the stars.

We will shortly have something to say here concerning the apparent death of stars, as this will tie in with our quasar material.

Within your system it appears that stars have died, so to speak. [...]

(Long pause.) In such a fashion man learned the location of the oceans upon the earth—or at least was given the assurance that such large bodies of water existed, along with clues as to their locations, and the placement of the stars overhead.

(Some theoretical physicists have postulated recently that when the nuclear fires of very massive stars are finally extinguished, their enormous gravity causes them to collapse so completely that they literally squeeze themselves out of existence. [...]

[...] This is no simple Star Wars, for example.

(The conference to take place on Star Island, off Portsmouth, NH, on Saturday, August 12, 1967; in the company of Pat Norelli and Dick Reed.)

[...] For whatever reasons, she decides that she wants to be an opera star. [...]

[...] Both work for the Elmira Star-Gazette. [...]

[...] For another, traveling from the basement up to some sixtieth story hardly would bring you any closer in any real manner to the stars.

[...] You almost hope, to continue the analogy, that you could construct a building high enough to reach the stars.

[...] From your viewpoint in space and time, it seems that planets have come and gone, stars collapsed, and when you look outward into space, it appears (underlined) that you look backward into time. [...]

[...] That interaction includes not only man, of course, but the emotional reality of all earthly consciousnesses as well, from a microbe to a scholar, from a frog to a star. [...]

[...] Horizontal lines and star shapes. [...]

(“Horizontal lines and star shapes.” [...]

[...] Certainly you didn’t expect those huge radio stars to be cute little RCA transmitters? [...] Dreams, yours and Ruburt’s, your flying saucers, some of your visions, planes, planets and radio stars. [...]

Sense images are built up, you see, in the same manner whether or not you are trying to perceive an apple, a star, or a human being. [...]

[...] The methods have been known for centuries; not only centuries as you think of them, but for the lifetime of this earth as you know it, and even before — when the poles were reversed and when there were other stars in the sky and when the planets were not the planets that you know.

I saw myself stretched out among the stars.
My skin, an open mesh,
Was hung with seeds and moons and fish.
Birds flew through my flesh
Which rose in continental mass
From seas of space. [...]

One eye looked out upon the form —
The thigh’s spread galaxies — and saw
The burst of each cell-star that plunged
Into instant shape within the flesh.
The other eye, turned inward, glimpsed
New webworks and cocoons
Spun from thoughts and dreams that spread
Images outward with each breath.

(Long pause.) Imagine yourself as a portion of an invisible universe, but one in which all the stars and planets are conscious and full of indescribable energy. [...]

There were frequent peepholes, so to speak, through to the surface, from which they could make observations, and cameras situated there that kept the most precise pictures not only of the earth, but of the stars.