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[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] Putting this into an historical perspective, I would like to suggest that intuition may, in fact, play a very large role in reconstructing history on the basis of artifacts& ." There followed a series of factual anecdotes involving a number of eminent archaeologists and their discoveries. As Peregrine listened, it began to dawn on him that the faculty Adam was describing was, by any other name, a kind of extrasensory perception. He glanced around him, wondering if any of the other members of the audience had caught the masked drift of the discourse. Before he could form any distinct impressions, the presentation took an even more radical turn. "If we accept that intuition does, in fact, play a vital expository role in archaeological investigation," Adam said coolly, "we may well find ourselves obliged to modify our definition of physical reality. To that end, I am going to suspend, for a moment, all consideration of Newtonian physics in order to broaden the concept of nature to include that elusive field in which the intuition a a T T n n s s F F f f o o D D r r P P m m Y Y e e Y Y r r B B 2 2 . . B B A A Click here to buy Click here to buy w w m m w w o o w w c c . . . . A A Y Y B B Y Y B B r r operates." This announcement generated an interested stir amongst those present. Without pausing to refer to his notes, Adam continued, leaning forward conspiratorially on the podium. "All physical reality is traditionally quantifiable in terms of three dimensions: height, width, and depth. But such an assessment fails to take account of the fact that objects - and people, for that matter - also exist in the dimension of time. This temporal factor is something that, for lack of a better term, I should like to call Resonance." Peregrine sat forward in his chair. He felt suddenly as if he were on the brink of hearing something of vital personal importance. "To draw an analogy," Adam went on calmly, "resonance can be interpreted as a kind of existential echo: a subtle shadow of how things used to be. As a theoretical psychologist, I would submit that the ability to perceive resonance is a rare function of the human psyche. In antique times, that faculty was the trademark of priests, seers, and mystics. In these latter days, it is still a factor among those whose livelihood depends on their developing that faculty of vision: archaeologists, psychiatrists, artists& ." Artists? Startled, Peregrine was suddenly swamped by a host of half-realized implications. Was this why Adam had wanted him to come along? He was still struggling to untangle his own thoughts when he was roused from his reverie by an outburst of hand-clapping. He looked up to see Adam descending from the podium into a crowd of would-be questioners. It was some time before Adam was free again to join him. By then Peregrine was sufficiently master of his own whirling speculations to follow along gracefully while friends and acquaintances offered their congratulations and goodbyes. The shadows were lengthening by the time they pulled out of the car park. Peregrine held his tongue until they were back on the main road toward Strathmourne, then abruptly voiced the question that he had been at pains to suppress for more than an hour. "This business of resonance that you spoke of - is that another way of saying that objects can somehow generate images from their temporal past?" Wry amusement plucked at the corner of Adam's long mouth. "You were listening closely, weren't you? Yes, that's the basic idea. The same principle applies to people as well. Those resonances are sometimes described, in psychic circles, as 'auras.' And they can resonate forward in time, as well as backwards." "Oh," said Peregrine. For a moment he stared hard at the road ahead. Then in a rush he said, "This problem of mine - this problem with seeing things that other people can't see - could it be somehow related to this notion of resonance?" "It's at least a theory," said Adam. "But I can't give you any hard answers. I suggest you sleep on it." That proved to be his last word on the subject. Balked in several further attempts to draw out his host in greater detail, Peregrine at last gave up and allowed the conversation to drift into other channels, equally fascinating, but of far less personal import, so far as Peregrine could tell. Later that night, none the wiser, he went to bed with no expectation of falling asleep readily, let alone dreaming. But as he lay in bed, staring up at the starry patterns on the ceiling, his thoughts a a T T n n s s F F f f o o D D r r P P m m Y Y e e Y Y r r B B 2 2 . . B B A A Click here to buy Click here to buy w w m m w w o o w w c c . . . . 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