Dedicated to the “children”
of all ages
and of all places
on this round, beautiful “Nation,”
those future builders and heirs
of a new Earth
without divisions between peoples.
It’s not easy to write a book when you’re not a writer. It’s even harder if you’re still a kid. But I have to do it
because a friend from the stars asked me to. His name is Ami.
I’m going to describe the experiences that I was lucky enough to have with him.
He explained to me that in worlds as advanced as his, “adult” or “grown-up” means “person who has lost
contact with the wonder of life,” and that there are “grown-ups” who are fifteen and “children” who are one
hundred...
He also warned me that the “adults” were not going to take advantage of this information because it’s easier
for them to believe in the horrible, even if it’s false, than in the marvelous, even if it’s true.
So that I wouldn’t have any problems he recommended that I say that it is all a fantasy, a story made up for
children.
So I’m going to say it right here: This is a story...
WARNING
(Directed to “adults” only)
Do not continue reading this; you’re not going to like it;
sorry, but what follows is
marvelous.
“. . . and they shall beat their swords into plowshares,
and their spears into pruning hooks:
nation shall not lift up sword against nation,
neither shall they learn war any more”
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