By Brian W. Aldiss
As soon as it was once the best planet in all technological know-how fiction. Fourteen darkish visions of the longer term, edited through Brian Aldiss
The ambition, greed, and wanderlust of guy have introduced him to the horizon of time, the place the starlit street of the universe forks—utopia a method, oblivion the darkish dead-end. Earth has been slashed by means of an atomic knife. A father and son stare upon the pearl-white crescent that's the final reminiscence of Earth. on the penultimate second of an atomic struggle, the last word god appears—pure mutant-human and 24-karat gold. Amid nice excellent towns and ideal machines. guy is a misplaced soul—no cause to stay and no option to die.
In the masterful tales of such writers as Philip ok. Dick, Brian Aldiss, Henry Kuttner, Fritz Leiber, and Jack Vance, Earth—the first planet of technological know-how fiction—is a tarnished international. Geart civilizations have risen and fallen. Invaders have conquered and been banished. guy has mastered time and been enslaved by way of hope. Humanity is in a twilight, shadowed by way of very good expertise and haunted by means of misplaced desires. yet within the blackness that's the unknowable destiny, stars nonetheless glitter with worlds to be came across and hopes but to return true.
From the forgotten annals of technological know-how fiction magazines of 3 a long time come fourteen dynamic tales of time-travelers, mutant, golden gods, robotic fanatics, earth-exiles, and mind-stunning visions of earth's future—and celestial past.
Heresies of the massive God - Brian Aldiss
Night - John W. Campbell
Film of dying - J.S. Campbell
"If I Forgot Thee, Oh Earth..." - Arthur C. Clarke
The Golden guy - Philip okay. Dick
The Wound - Howard Fast
The Time catch - Henry Kuttner
Among the furry Earthmen - R.A. Lafferty
Guest specialist - Allen ok. Lang
Later Than you think that - Fritz Leiber
The final be aware - Chad Oliver and Charles Beaumont
The Valley - Richard Stockham
Down one of the useless males - William Tenn
The males go back - Jack Vance
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