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The Dancers at the End of Time is a romance. And a comedy. And a mystery. And an exploration of morality from the perspective of a naively amoral society. All this, and a very well told, enjoyable story too.

Actually, I'm not sure if naively amoral, aggressively amoral, or stubbornly amoral is more appropriate. In this story our protagonist is Jherek Carnelian, one of the last humans alive on Earth. He lives at the End of Time, and the people of his world are essentially human godlings. All have the power to instantly fulfill their every whim, thanks to millennia-old technologies which none of them care to understand any more that gives them god-like powers and virtual immortality. So naturally, these people are locked in an endless battle with their age-old enemy, boredom. Every day is a search for something novel, but with the ability to create every whim, the one thing they can't seem to get right is creativity.

They instead try to mine the past for new diversions and fads, anything to pass the time or to use as a party theme. They are for the most part not scholars, and so their information on the past is superficial at best, whatever they can easily access from the decaying databanks of the near-dead cities which house the technology that sustains them. And, as they live at the End of Time, their era receives quite a number of time travelers. The time travelers add to the store of knowledge of the past, and occasionally are added to the menageries that the citizens of the End of Time keep. There is a bit of a competition between the people at the End of Time as to who can maintain the most interesting menageries -- whoever has the most novel time traveler keeps a higher standing in the court of public opinion, for as long as their latest acquisition maintains its novelty.

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je kunt daar de eerste pagina's lezen van het boek. Dat overigens vrij grappig en ziek is, aangezien in die eerste paar pagina's we het gesprek van moeder en zoon volgen die zich te goed doen aan allerlei hapjes en drankjes, om vervolgens bij elkaar in bed te belanden en de liefde met elkaar bedrijven.

Maar de toon is licht absurdistisch, verwacht dus niet dat het een fragment is dat druipt van de drama en de psychologische ondergronden van een Oedipaal complex dat de mannelijke hoofdpersoon heeft, the regels gelden er niet zoals ze hier gelden.

Ready for Tilburg!!!

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:29 schreef Cazman het volgende:
Ready for Tilburg!!!

wat brengt jou naar mijn stad? Een concert, een sociaal leven, een ongekend verlangen om een glorieus nieuw tijdperk te verkondigen van het hoogste gebouw dat je kunt vinden?

Hoi.

Ik dacht dat ik vertrokken was...

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:32 schreef Kugari-Ken het volgende:
Ik dacht dat ik vertrokken was...

... apparantly not.

What are you doing on a Saturday evening, sitting at your parents' place, when you could sit all by your lonesome self, in your own little private space?

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:31 schreef Kugari-Ken het volgende:

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wat brengt jou naar mijn stad? Een concert, een sociaal leven, een ongekend verlangen om een glorieus nieuw tijdperk te verkondigen van het hoogste gebouw dat je kunt vinden?

Ik ben vrij en de extase roept. Met 10 man komen we. Weinig zullen terugkeren

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:34 schreef Cairon het volgende:

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... apparantly not.

What are you doing on a Saturday evening, sitting at your parents' place, when you could sit all by your lonesome self, in your own little private space?

Righty-oh then, off we go, back to our own place and time, doing what we do best, which is absolutely nothing at all.

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:36 schreef Kugari-Ken het volgende:

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Righty-oh then, off we go, back to our own place and time, doing what we do best, which is absolutely nothing at all.

Pish-posh, such nonsense is unbecoming of a prim and proper gentleman, you should bask in the knowledge you've acquired on this most dreary day. Granted, it isn't a whole lot of knowledge that you've obtained in those waking hours you've spend doing whatever it is you did, but the point is, you should be happy.

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Yeah! .

ben naar tilburg. mazzel

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:38 schreef Cairon het volgende:

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Pish-posh, such nonsense is unbecoming of a prim and proper gentleman, you should bask in the knowledge you've acquired on this most dreary day. Granted, it isn't a whole lot of knowledge that you've obtained in those waking hours you've spend doing whatever it is you did, but the point is, you should be happy.

And happy we shall be, I can almost guarantee it.

For the lord of Love, you should brush up on your punctuation, it looks abysmal. Your sentences and lines are riddled with flaws. It seems we've found a decent idea. You will brush up on your linguistic skills, while I shall read works of meaning and depth, high literature, such as The Illiad, you know, the one by Homer.

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:35 schreef Cazman het volgende:

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Ik ben vrij en de extase roept. Met 10 man komen we. Weinig zullen terugkeren

Well such is life, no war is without it's casualities.

Have fun!

_{those whacky kids and their crazy antics, aaah such fond memories they invoke}

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:43 schreef Kugari-Ken het volgende:

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Well such is life, no war is without it's casualities.

Have fun!

_{those whacky kids and their crazy antics, aaah such fond memories they invoke}

Pssssst, don't look now, but I think we're not being read.

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:44 schreef Cairon het volgende:

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Pssssst, don't look now, but I think we're not being read.

Oh hogwash, 'tis not meant to be read! You're making a fuss out of nothing, you sound like some old grumpy sourpuss!

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damn, das toch meer dan ik dacht. .

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:45 schreef Kugari-Ken het volgende:

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Oh hogwash, 'tis not meant to be read! You're making a fuss out of nothing, you sound like some old grumpy sourpuss!

True 'tis that. Furthermore, and yet again, I can't stress enough that if we were meant to be read, we wouldn't have been here, instead we'd have gone to somewhere else, perhaps even somewhen. Dragging up the tired old arguments, the ones we've made so many times before today, which we won't because we're not meant to be read.

ah, het is weer identiteitscrisistijd! .

Heb je een ge-update H, wordt 'ie niet gebruikt...

Anyways, de link voor mijn gifje: http://forum.fok.nl/usericons/81791/Weemz.gif

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:48 schreef Cairon het volgende:

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True 'tis that. Furthermore, and yet again, I can't stress enough that if we were meant to be read, we wouldn't have been here, instead we'd have gone to somewhere else, perhaps even somewhen. Dragging up the tired old arguments, the ones we've made so many times before today, which we won't because we're not meant to be read.

Well now, we're in agreement with eachother then! Besides, even if we were being read by the others, we'd still be too vacant and absent to see the fruits of our hard labour.
You see that's the whole point of not being here right now, it's that we're someplace else as we type this, and read this. If we were here, maybe we would have cared, but we aren't, so we don't. Our absence here has brought with it some fair ammount of apathy from our part. Do we still care? That's the question we should ask ourselves.

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:52 schreef Kugari-Ken het volgende:

Well now, we're in agreement with eachother then! Besides, even if we were being read by the others, we'd still be too vacant and absent to see the fruits of our hard labour.
You see that's the whole point of not being here right now, it's that we're someplace else as we type this, and read this. If we were here, maybe we would have cared, but we aren't, so we don't. Our absence here has brought with it some fair ammount of apathy from our part. Do we still care? That's the question we should ask ourselves.

Stop any and all movement young man, I think we've been spotted by one of the locals! If they catch on to us, we might be in grave danger! They look at us with their fierce red eyes. I can smell their bloodlust in the air.

But as to answer your question, I think we do.

After all, we're only human, and with it comes that need, that desire for acknowledgement. So, we do care, because we want to be noticed.

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Op zaterdag 6 november 2004 21:57 schreef Cairon het volgende:
Stop any and all movement young man, I think we've been spotted by one of the locals! If they catch on to us, we might be in grave danger! They look at us with their fierce red eyes. I can smell their bloodlust in the air.

But as to answer your question, I think we do.

After all, we're only human, and with it comes that need, that desire for acknowledgement. So, we do care, because we want to be noticed.

I refuse to accept those words, and just to prove it, I'll leave this heathen-place and I shan't return untill it's time for me to return!