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It puzzled me that he could recognize so tiny a ship in this immense jungle of stars and planets. "Ah, but I thought that Odessa gave you a lesson in making interplanetary connections," he said. "Mind is reflected in mind. That's how I located your ship in the first place," he added. "Without knowing it, your people reflected my presence back to me into space like a radar reflector. That's the reason why one of our people must always stay on Bohr's planet."
I had no choice but to believe him. I couldn't recognize the ship myself until it appeared right in front of me like some dark comet cutting its way through the background of energy that fills all space.
I stayed at the planetarium for a while, where we entered the ship and Martin said good bye. I remained there for half an hour as though I was afraid to get back into the Old World of the ship again. I felt an apprehension that I couldn't understand. In fact, I felt that I understood very little of the significance of the events that had come and gone like a whirlwind. The planetarium was as quiet as it usually was. Here at least, everything had remained the same. But what about me? What had happened to me? Had I changed? I already knew the answer. I knew that I had changed. Had I not felt, seen, and experienced things that no one on the ship would be able to accept as rationally credible if I told them. Even I had trouble with that. For instance, the concept of separation between people appeared to be no more valid than the concept of distance between physical points in space. Separation and disunity did not exist as a reality on Bohr's planet. At least this is what I appeared to have experienced with Odessa. I liked the promise it held. I was excited about it. The physically sensual, like so many clouds of dust thrown into the face of spiritual immensity, appeared as dense blindness compared with the superabundance of feelings that had pervaded those hours of being with Odessa.
I was reluctant to leave the planetarium in case I would loose what I had found, or in case I had not lost anything and would not be able to deal with this broader reality while living once again in the conventional environment of the ship. It stood to reason that my visit to Bohr's planet would reflect itself in some way onto my association with Natalia, with the captain, and with my newfound joy in life, named Jill from the sewer station. Ah, but suddenly another idea came that all my associations in the ship would be enriched by the growing awareness that there is no distance in the valid universe with Spirit being the central sun that is reflected by countless harmonizing principles. And so it was indeed. Without me ever mentioning the unmentionable the little distance that had remained between Natalia and Jill and I somehow quietly and naturally diminished.
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