Mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward. Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end. It flung them like stones.

Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
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Literature is full of stories that talk about the “fall” of man. From the moment of creation, there was a fall into sin. However, one author has taken this theme to an entirely different level. Ken Kesey says in his novel, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest , mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward.

Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end. It flung them like stones.

Source: The Sirens Of Titan

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