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Narration: Trurl said nothing, and the angry old geezer went on, raising his voice until it rang from the farthest tombs:
Master says: You’ve managed to become a criminal, too!
Master says: Or didn’t you know there was a law against damping or in any way diminishing the intellect once it has been constructed?
Master says: You say you steered straight for Universal Happiness?
Master says: And yet along the way you displayed your good will by setting fire to some creatures, drowning others in milk and honey
Master says: by imprisoning in boxes, closets, drawers, by torturing, dismembering, breaking legs, and just recently you’ve graduated to fratricide!
Master says: Not bad for a champion of Cosmic Wellbeing!
Master says: And now what? You expect a pat on the head?
Master says: And you say you broke the Wisdom Barrier?
Master says: Don’t you realize that zero taken to any power remains zero?
Master says: Are you by any chance aware that the Codex Galacticus forbids selfreproduction under pain of decommunication?
Master says: Article XXVI, Section 119, Subsection X, Paragraph 561.
Master says: But then, when one passes exams thanks to electron cribs and remote control copying, I suppose he has to invade cemeteries and rob graves.
Master says: The year before I left, I offered a course in cybernetic deontology—I gave it both semesters! A code of ethics for omnipotentiaries!
Master says: And where were you? Did you come to the lectures? Wait, don’t tell me, you were deathly ill. Right? Speak up!
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