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Catalyst, issue 1, January 1943

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[illustration] Gord Peck the soloroid From Mercury's sun-baled surface to Pluto's icy plains From Venus' steamy jungles to Neptune's methane rains, I'm blasting, blasting, blasting--against the star-specked void And none will know how far I go, for I am a Soloroid Past island universes, beyond the speed of light Surrounded by the Nebulae, an aw-inspiring sight A million miles a second! and I have just begun! Behind I dimly see a vanishing star that is the sun. The island universes are disappearing far behind And I am thrilled and strangely thrilled, and proud of all my kind For Man, puny spawn of Terra, fighting fearsome odds-- Has struggled ever upwards to challenge all the Gods. Blasting, blasting, blasting! thru icy space and time As ageless and eternal as an all-embracing mind No place is sacred from the cold and glaring light Of our science, and the search for truth thru black, forbidding night Then I head the ship around again, back to my native world! The blazing stars in cosmic space are each a flaming pearl Blasting, blasting homeward--against the star-specked void And none will know how far I go for I am a Soloroid
 
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