M01 0010 Now that he knew himself to be self he was free to grok ever closer M01 0020 to his brothers, merge without let. Self's integrity was and M01 0030 is and ever had been. Mike stopped to cherish all his brother selves, M01 0040 the many threes-fulfilled on Mars, corporate and discorporate, the precious M01 0050 few on Earth- the unknown powers of three on Earth that would M01 0060 be his to merge with and cherish now that at last long waiting he M01 0070 grokked and cherished himself. Mike remained in trance; there M01 0080 was much to grok, loose ends to puzzle over and fit into his growing- M01 0090 all that he had seen and heard and been at the Archangel Foster M01 0100 Tabernacle (not just cusp when he and Digby had come face to face alone) M01 0110 **h why Bishop Senator Boone made him warily uneasy, how Miss M01 0120 Dawn Ardent tasted like a water brother when she was not, the smell M01 0130 of goodness he had incompletely grokked in the jumping up and down and M01 0140 wailing- Jubal's conversations coming and going- Jubal's M01 0150 words troubled him most; he studied them, compared them with what M01 0160 he had been taught as a nestling, struggling to bridge between languages, M01 0170 the one he thought with and the one he was learning to think in. M01 0180 The word "church" which turned up over and over again among Jubal's M01 0190 words gave him knotty difficulty; there was no Martian concept M01 0200 to match it- unless one took "church" and "worship" and M01 0210 "God" and "congregation" and many other words and equated them M01 0220 to the totality of the only world he had known during growing-waiting M01 0230 **h then forced the concept back into English in that phrase which M01 0240 had been rejected (by each differently) by Jubal, by Mahmoud, by Digby. M01 0250 <"Thou art God">. He was closer to understanding M01 0260 it in English now, although it could never have the inevitability of M01 0270 the Martian concept it stood for. In his mind he spoke simultaneously M01 0280 the English sentence and the Martian word and felt closer grokking. M01 0290 Repeating it like a student telling himself that the jewel is in the M01 0300 lotus he sank into nirvana. Before midnight he speeded his M01 0310 heart, resumed normal breathing, ran down his check list, uncurled and M01 0320 sat up. He had been weary; now he felt light and gay and clear-headed, M01 0330 ready for the many actions he saw spreading out before him. M01 0340 He felt a puppyish need for company as strong as his earlier necessity M01 0350 for quiet. He stepped out into the hall, was delighted to encounter M01 0360 a water brother. <"Hi"!> "Oh. Hello, Mike. M01 0361 My, M01 0370 you look chipper". "I feel fine! Where is everybody"? M01 0380 "Asleep. Ben and Stinky went home an hour ago and people M01 0390 started going to bed". "Oh". Mike felt disappointed M01 0400 that Mahmoud had left; he wanted to explain his new grokking. M01 0410 "I ought to be asleep, too, but I felt like a snack. Are you hungry"? M01 0420 "Sure, I'm hungry"! "Come on, there's M01 0430 some cold chicken and we'll see what else". They went downstairs, M01 0440 loaded a tray lavishly. "Let's take it outside. It's M01 0450 plenty warm". "A fine idea", Mike agreed. "Warm M01 0460 enough to swim- real Indian summer. I'll switch on the floods". M01 0470 "Don't bother", Mike answered. "I'll carry the M01 0480 tray". He could see in almost total darkness. Jubal said that his M01 0490 night-sight probably came from the conditions in which he had grown M01 0500 up, and Mike grokked this was true but grokked that there was more to M01 0510 it; his foster parents had taught him to see. As for the night being M01 0520 warm, he would have been comfortable naked on Mount Everest but M01 0530 his water brothers had little tolerance for changes in temperature and M01 0540 pressure; he was considerate of their weakness, once he learned of M01 0550 it. But he was looking forward to snow- seeing for himself that each M01 0560 tiny crystal of the water of life was a unique individual, as he had M01 0570 read- walking barefoot, rolling in it. In the meantime he was M01 0580 pleased with the warm night and the still more pleasing company of M01 0590 his water brother. "Okay, take the tray. I'll switch on M01 0600 the underwater lights. That'll be plenty to eat by". "Fine". M01 0610 Mike liked having light up through the ripples; it was a goodness, M01 0620 beauty. They picnicked by the pool, then lay back on the grass M01 0630 and looked at stars. "Mike, there's Mars. It is Mars, M01 0640 isn't it? Or Antares"? "It is Mars". "Mike? M01 0650 What are they doing on Mars"? He hesitated; M01 0660 the question was too wide for the sparse English language. "On the M01 0670 side toward the horizon- the southern hemisphere- it is spring; M01 0680 plants are being taught to grow". "'Taught to grow'"? M01 0690 He hesitated. "Larry teaches plants to grow. I have M01 0700 helped him. But my people- Martians, I mean; I now grok M01 0710 are my people- teach plants another way. In the other hemisphere M01 0720 it is growing colder and nymphs, those who stayed alive through the M01 0730 summer, M01 0740 are being brought into nests for quickening and more growing". He M01 0750 thought. "Of the humans we left at the equator, one has discorporated M01 0760 and the others are sad". Yes, I heard it in the news". M01 0770 Mike had not heard it; he had not known it until asked. M01 0780 "They should not be sad. Mr& Booker T& W& Jones Food Technician M01 0790 First Class is not sad; the Old Ones have cherished him". M01 0800 "You knew him"? "Yes. He had his own face, M01 0810 dark and beautiful. But he was homesick". "Oh, dear! M01 0820 Mike **h do you ever get homesick? For Mars"? "At M01 0830 first I was homesick", he answered. "I was lonely always". He M01 0840 rolled toward her and took her in his arms. "But now I am not lonely. M01 0850 I grok I shall never be lonely again". "Mike darling"- M01 0860 They kissed, and went on kissing. Presently his water M01 0870 brother said breathlessly. "Oh, my! That was almost worse than M01 0880 the first time". "You are all right, my brother"? M01 0890 "Yes. Yes indeed. Kiss me again". A long time later, M01 0900 by cosmic clock, she said, "Mike? Is that- I mean, 'Do M01 0910 you know'"- "I know. It is for growing closer. Now we M01 0920 grow closer". "Well **h I've been ready a long time- M01 0930 goodness, we have, but **h never mind, dear; turn just a little. M01 0940 I'll help". As they merged, grokking together, Mike M01 0950 said softly and triumphantly: "Thou art God". Her answer M01 0960 was not in words. Then, as their grokking made them ever closer M01 0970 and Mike felt himself almost ready to discorporate her voice called M01 0980 him back: "Oh! **h art God"! "We M01 0990 grok God". #/25,.# On Mars humans were building pressure M01 1000 domes for the male and female party that would arrive by next ship. This M01 1010 went faster than scheduled as the Martians were helpful. Part of M01 1020 the time saved was spent on a preliminary estimate for a long-distance M01 1030 plan to free bound oxygen in the sands of Mars to make the planet more M01 1040 friendly to future human generations. The Old Ones neither M01 1050 helped nor hindered this plan; time was not yet. Their meditations M01 1060 were approaching a violent cusp that would shape Martian art for M01 1070 many millennia. On Earth elections continued and a very advanced poet M01 1080 published a limited edition of verse consisting entirely of punctuation M01 1090 marks and spaces;