By: Robert W. Chambers

The next moment, however, I knew it could not be a man.

By: Robert W. Chambers

“Did you ever hear of the harbor-master?”

By: Robert W. Chambers

“I guess you’re the man in a hurry.”

By: George Gurdjieff

“Contemporary ships are the very model of ‘bliss-stokirno.'”

By: Robert W. Chambers

“Who has seen a single specimen since?”

By: George Gurdjieff

Occupied with actualizing “active being-mentation.”

By: Francis Stevens

“Your strength is really almost limitless!”

By: George Gurdjieff

On this trans-space ship was Beelzebub…

By: Francis Stevens

“What are you all made of?” I gasped. “Cork?”

By: Francis Stevens

I picked him up from the ground as you would a kitten.

By: Francis Stevens

“I’m afraid I’ve spoiled your engine.”

By: Francis Stevens

And then, in my horror, I did a mad thing.

By: Francis Stevens

He was holding what looked like a peculiar piece of metal.

By: Francis Stevens

He seemed to be possessed of a great scorn for all doctors.

By: Francis Stevens

“Waves of whispering that washed all thought away…”