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Forphysiomonths,IhopeddesperatelythatnoChangeswouldcomemyway.Igotmorbidaboutit.IbegantowonderifChangeswereright.Funny,thetricksemotionswillplayonyou.
"YouknowPrimitivehistory,Harlan.Youknowwhatitwaslike.ItsRealityflowedblindlyalongthelineofmaximumprobability.Ifthatmaximumprobabilityinvolvedapandemic,ortenCenturiesofslaveeconomy,abreakdownoftechnology,orevena-a-let’ssee,what’sreallybad-evenanatomicwarifonehadbeenpossiblethen,why,byTime,ithappened.Therewasnothingtostopit.
"ButwhereEternityexists,that’sbeenstopped.Upwhenfromthe28th,thingslikethatdon’thappen.FatherTime,we’veliftedourRealitytoalevelofwell-beingfarbeyondanythingPrimitivetimescouldimagine;toalevelwhich,butfortheinterferenceofEternity,wouldhavebeenverylowprobabilityindeed."
Harlanthoughtinshame:What’shetryingtodo?Getmetoworkharder?I’mdoingmybest.
Twissellsaid,"Ifwemissourchancenow,Eternitydisappears,probablythroughallofphysiotime.AndinonevastChangeallRealityrevertstomaximumprobabilitywith,Iampositive,atomicwarfareandtheendofman."
Harlansaid,"I’dbettergetontothenextvolume."
AtthenextbreakTwissellsaidhelplessly,"There’ssomuchtodo.Isn’tthereafasterway?"
Harlansaid,"Nameit.TomeitseemsthatImustlookateverysinglepage.
