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|religious - fictional||Zebulon||2275||Panshin, Alexei. "The Sons of Prometheus " in Farewell To Yesterday's Tomorrow. New York: Berkley Publishing Corp. (1975; c. 1966 in different form); pg. 14.||Colligations of the Confraternity:
Pg. 14: "He doesn't say anything. He bit his lip and sat the straighter, thinking of the Colligations.
They overtook the friars at the top of the rise, the dog circling away to the far side and pressing close to the friar carrying the bag. The short friar looked up as Garth brought the wagon alongside and reined the horses. "; Pg. 15: "And then he turned and looked up at Tansman just as the red friar was saying, 'I am Brother Boris Zin. And this is Senior Brother Alva Abarbanel.'
Tansman was caught by the penetrating glance. The Senior Brother's face was long and lean and intelligent, a face that Tansman might want to wear when he was old. His brows were bushy and white and his eyes beneath were deepset and clear. It was a face that Tansman liked as instantly as he disliked the other, but the gaze was so sharp that he could bear to meet it let he lose all his secrets and stand revealed. So Tansman looked away. "
|religious - fictional||Zebulon||2275||Panshin, Alexei. "The Sons of Prometheus " in Farewell To Yesterday's Tomorrow. New York: Berkley Publishing Corp. (1975; c. 1966 in different form); pg. 15.||Colligations of the Confraternity:
"'You forget yourself, my son,' said Brother Boris. 'Whatever Brother Alva's errors may prove to be, he is still a Senior Brother of the Confraternity, and as such, he is entitled to your respect. Errors in faith are not for such as you to judge. They are the business of the Questry.'
'Yes, Questryman,' said Garth, and he saluted him.
Tansman sat silent. The less said, the better.
'Besides,' Brother Boris said, plumping Tansman's bag as though it were an out-of-shape pillow, 'Brother Alva and I travel together, and you would not have me walk.'
'Yes, Questryman. I mean, no, Questryman.'
'Please. Call me Brother Boris. Simple Brother Boris.' "
|religious - fictional||Zebulon||2275||Panshin, Alexei. "The Sons of Prometheus " in Farewell To Yesterday's Tomorrow. New York: Berkley Publishing Corp. (1975; c. 1966 in different form); pg. 23.||Colligations of the Confraternity:
"Rilke lifted his head and shook it. 'He shouldn't have written the book. The Possibility of New Covenants. I told him not to. He defended the Sons of Prometheus. And now he's under interdict.'
'You know this man? This Zebulonite?'
'He was our best hope. He is a man of intellect and honor and he followed his mind to conclusions that other men will not dare. He said that new Godly Covenants were possible, that purity and the Ships were not a contradiction in terms. If he had kept his silence, he might someday have led Zebulon into a better state of understanding of the Ships. We were in correspondence.'
'Did you tell him who you were?'
'He knows what I am--a liberal, truth-seeking man. And that is all...' "
|religious - fictional||Zebulon||2275||Panshin, Alexei. "The Sons of Prometheus " in Farewell To Yesterday's Tomorrow. New York: Berkley Publishing Corp. (1975; c. 1966 in different form); pg. 26.||Colligations of the Confraternity:
"At first he was shocked by the talebearing, for men would come and confess their confessions and smile and be patted on the back. Only gradually did he realize that what seemed craven self-service and shameless subservience to the superstitions of the Confraternity was really a deep and universal fear of the megrim. The megrim [a disease] killed half those it struck and left another witless. Reason enough to welcome Brother Boris and his apprentices.
Tansman sold many copies of the Colligations of the Confraternity, fewer but substantial numbers of the Teachings and the Commentaries, and almost no other books. When he might have been observing the floggings in the town square, he stayed in the store and studied his own copies. "
|religious - fictional||Zebulon||2275||Panshin, Alexei. "The Sons of Prometheus " in Farewell To Yesterday's Tomorrow. New York: Berkley Publishing Corp. (1975; c. 1966 in different form); pg. 27.||Colligations of the Confraternity:
"What Tansman removed were two books by Senior Brother Alva Abarbanel. He did it even though they looked innocent enough... They said nothing about the Ships or the Sons of Prometheus. They even carried the overmark of a Superior Brother, attesting to their freedom from corruption. But they were theology, and he felt them to be dangerous. He was willing to let Rilke be the one to sell them if Rilke wanted them sold. He wasn't going to do it... When counting discomforts ceased to put him back to sleep, he turned to Abarbanel's theology and that served. The motives behind The Possibility of New Covenants might be admirable, but the arguments that demonstrated that one might even be from a Ship and be pure were knotted. "
|religious - fictional||Zuul||2176||Dietz, William C. Steelheart. New York: Ace Books (1998); pg. 5.||Antitechnic Church:
 "The humans, who had been led to expect something verging on paradise, had arrived only to find that Zuul had been inhabited for hundreds of thousands of years. First by the Forerunners, whose ruins still dotted the surface of the planet, then by members of a religious cult [Antitechnic Church] that the rest of the Zid race found so repugnant that they forced the entire membership into sleep capsules, and sent them to a then-unpopulated planet.
Though not exactly pleased about the incumbent population, which also included a colony of the beetlelike Mothri, the humans were extremely adaptable, and eager to take advantage of the planet's considerable resources and wide-open spaces. Unlike the other races, who avoided each other to whatever extent they could, the humans mixed with both groups. Settlements were established in and around the Zid-controlled 'holy lands,' and an uneasy peace ensued. " [Entire novel focuses on Antitechnic Church.]
|religious - fictional||Zuul||2176||Dietz, William C. Steelheart. New York: Ace Books (1998); pg. 5.||Antitechnic Church:
 "As a result of this mixing, a substantial number of humans became interested in the Zid religion, made the necessary commitment, and were integrated into primitive agricultural communes. Thus encouraged, the Zid leadership foresaw the day when all humans would become ardent members of the Antitechnic Church, and thereby fulfill God's plan. That being the case, a limited number of humans were allowed to enter the priesthood.
So, when the quakes hit and the volcanoes began to erupt, the Zid interpreted the geological upheaval as a sign that the great Cleansing had begun, that all machines were to be swept off the surface of the planet, and behaved accordingly.
There were Zid-inspired demonstrations, pray-ins, & machine riots. The Artificial Intelligence Lab was forced into hiding, and, for reasons not apparent, Sojo remained behind. Sympathetic humans protected the android during the Cleansing and the days immediately there after. " [Refs. throughout, not in DB.]
|Religious Right||USA||1986||Anderson, Jack. Control. New York: Kensington Publishing Corp. (1988); pg. 15.|| "'All those stations must make money.'
'Sure they do,' said Bert. 'But not enough to mount an assault on States Broadcasting. Stan, we're talking about half a billion. Probably more.'
'They'll fight him hard,' said Ross. 'My God! He's taking on the Christian right!'
'Sure they will. The evangelical crowd will fight tooth and nail to prevent their stations being taken over by the man they call America's chief pornographer. State management is already looking for a deep pocket.' "
|Religious Right||USA||1986||Anderson, Jack. Control. New York: Kensington Publishing Corp. (1988); pg. 201.||"'States,' said Charles, 'calls itself the 'family network.' It's the chief broadcast resource for the so-called Christian right. It offers the most dull, most dreary, most boring programming this side of Moscow. Its management is not quite sure whether reruns of Lassie are entirely acceptable for 'Christian family viewing.' " [Also, pg. 215, 318.]|
|Religious Right||Washington, D.C.||1999||Anderson, Jack. Millennium. New York: Tor (1994); pg. 64.|| "'Here's your piece about the annual Easter egg hunt.' He cleared his throat. 'The President tossed a bone of appeasal to members of the religious right during the White House Easter egg hunt yesterday. During a prehunt speech, he called for all Americans to be leaders in the nation's 'return to a more stable form of morality.' '
She looked at him with her best poker face.
'Suzanne, this is an insult to everyone who calls themself a Christian.' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 14.|| "After ensuring the block door was closed behind him, he... slipped through the sliding grate into the cell of the first rev ['rev' is slang for a person from the Revenants of the Prophet theocratic culture]--blond-haired and blue-eye, like most of them, and probably in his early twenties, T-time.
The young military missionary launched himself right at Trystin... 'We could keep this up all day, but sooner or later, I'm going to miscalculate and really hurt you. Not that it matters to you. You're perfectly willing to die for the Prophet.' "; Pg. 15: "'Was your Sword a Cherubim?'
'Seraphim.' 'I don't know.'
'A Seraphim? My goodness..' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 21.||[Passage from the Book of Toren.] "And he will love thee and bless thee and multiply thee; He will also bless the fruit of thy womb, and the fruit of thy land, thy corn, thy wine, and thine oil and all the works of thy forges and the works of the tools of thy tools, and the increase of all that He hath given thee in the worlds to which His Prophet hath brought thee, as He swore unto thy fathers and their fathers.
Ye shall be blessed above all people, in all the worlds and mansions of thy Father, so long as ye shall follow the words of His Prophet.
Ye shall consume all the people which the Lord thy God shall deliver unto thee; thine eyes shall have no pity upon them; neither shall ye serve their gods, nor the gods of the land, nor the gods of the forge nor the gods of the coin, for those will be a snare unto you. "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 21.||[Passage from the Book of Toren.] "Do not say in thine hearts, those worlds are more than I; how are we to dispossess them?
Be not afraid of the heathen, nor those that follow the false gods, nor those that would counsel unto thee, let us reason together; for well-crafted words are but a snare, and cannot stand before faith in thy Father the Lord.
Listen to thy Father, and the words of the Prophet, and ye shall remember what the Lord God did unto Pharaoh, and unto those who surrendered their souls to the god of gold and precious metals, and unto those who saw not the many mansions in thy Father's house, and despaired in the dust of ancient Sodom, or those who despaired and perished upon the ashes of ancient Earth. "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 32.||"...calling up rev backgrounders from the databanks. None of it was helpful, except to refresh his knowledge. The revs--Revenants of the Prophet--were a messianic, xenophobic, evanglistic culture whose members seemed universally to believe their mission was to claim the universe for the sons and daughters of the Prophet in the name of God. "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 56.||"The Eco-Tech Coalition had only lost one ship--officially. The revs had lost almost a hundred ships--and a major outlying Temple, along with a good portion of New Salem--befor they had gotten the idea. The Farhkans had demonstrated close to total ability to annihilate the entire heavens of the Revenants of the Prophet before the revs had gotten the message. "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 75.||[From the Book of Toren.] "Wherefore shall it profit a man to gain all the lands under the heavens if the cost of those lands be that he take into his heart that which is an abomination unto the Lord?
What be an abomination, ye ask? Ye are the people of the Lord, and I am His Prophet, and I say unto ye that an abomination is that which displeases the Lord and rejects his teachings.
What displeases the Lord? A man who does not hold the Lord and His ways above all, or a woman who would place the ways of the world above her duty to bring forth souls and to nurture them in righteousness and in the ways of the Lord. "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 75.||[From the Book of Toren.] "Although there are indeed many mansions in your Father's hevens, any being, whether conceived in the depths of the most distant heavens or in the fires of the nearest stars, any being which does not accept the Lord and His commandments, such is displeasing to the Lord. For those who accept not the Lord have lost their souls to darkness and are to be counted as less than the dust under the soles of a man's boots, as less than the sand between a woman's toes.
Even less are they who have known the Lord and rejected Him, for they have chosen nothingness over the substance of the Lord.
This is the first and greatest commandment, that ye shall accept the way and the laws of the Lord, and ye shall have no other god before Him. And the second is like unto it, that no man and no woman shall turn away from the needs of another soul of the Lord. "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 90.|| "'. . . in a devastating demonstration of blind faith, revvie forces. . .'
Trystin flicked off the pubnet. Blind faith? Some of the revs seemed blind, but the officer he'd questioned had made a deliberate choice to believe. Could anyone choose, intelligently, to follow such a faith? "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 112.||"'...Does it really matter for most people in system-to-system transit if we've reduced translation [travel] lag from eight weeks to four days? In military terms, yes, we need the edge. But do the revs? What impact does that have on a troid ship loaded with enthusiastic young missionaries armed to fight for the Prophet? They don't have anyone to go back to, and if they survive, they'll become patriarchs and want for nothing.' "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 129.||[A Coalition instructor lectures about the enemy.] "'The Revenants of the Prophet are the declared enemy of the Coalition, but what raised that enmity? That enmity arises from fundamental cultural differences, and those differences arise from religion, from belief systems dating to antiquity . . . even from basic economic precepts . . . and from the Coalition's emphasis on rationality. Rationality is the enemy of any closed faith. What do I mean by a closed faith? One that relies on a dogma that cannot be questioned without the threat of death or exile. The Revenants are closed to what you might call outside truths, and their culture is so stable internally that change from within is highly unlikely. I'll put it terms that are simple. Minds, like ancient parachutes, function better when open, but, like fists, they strike harder when closed . . . call that a cultural parallel . . .' "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 130.||"'Here too God descended to the level of daily living, involving himself. This long tradition of deistic involvement did not start with the fusion of the neo-Mahmets--the so-called white Muslims--and the followers of the Prophet into the Revenant culture. Rather the Revenants affirm and believe that tradition. A daily living God is totally real to them . . . it permeates their entire culture and value system . . .' "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 154.||"'. . . why do the revs let themselves be sent on their so-called military missions? To be crowded into asteroid ships in cold storage for decades? Why did they pick the Coalition as the target for their so-called missions? In our terms, it doesn't make sense. But what about their terms? Why do they have virtually no crime on their home planets? And few police officers? A value system exists because it works. How does the Revenant system work? How does it control behavior? Whether you approve or not, you need to understand.' "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 222.|| "'You believe in revealed truths, Trystin? Like the revs believe that every so often the Prophet will return? Jesus, then Brigger or Younger, whatever his name was, and then Toren?'
'They believe it,' Trystin said slowly. 'Personally, I have a hard time believing in a God that has to use prophets to deliver his word. "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 235.||"No? How about this? " Trystin deepened his voice and quoted, " 'Ye shall consume all the people which the Lord thy God shall deliver unto thee; thine eyes shall have no pity upon them . . .' That's from their friggin' Book of Toren. "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 256.||"'The revs are what they've always been--an expansionistic and opportunistic culture with a high birth rate. That's never been the question. We just didn't want to pay the price by stopping them earlier, an we've been an easier target, because we've always tried to stop them, rather than taking the fight to them. The Argentis would have started by destroying Wystuh, but we have this horror of total destruction.' "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 274.||[Eco-Tech's camp for training agents to infiltrate Revenant culture.] "Trystin paused for a moment beside the double doors of the biulding that looked like a school and studied the small town that lay below the gentle hillside, noting the extra-wide streets and the low and sprawling houses that all seemed to have central couryards. In the exact center of town was a wide building with a single glittering spire.
The man who had introduced himself as Brother Khalid when Trystin had stepped off the atmospheric shuttle waited. In the white square-collared coat and trousers and the open-necked large-collared white shirt, Brother Khalid seemed cool, despite the warm winter sun of the neo-tropical locale. 'Ready, Brother?'
Trystin tried not to wince at the religious salutation. 'Yes, Brother Khalid.' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 274.|| "'...as for your mission . . . forget about it. You have one. You'll be briefed when you're ready. Your job not is to assimilate an entire lifetime of Revenant culture in less than two months. It's called total immersion. After the tailor shop, you'll get your first overlay, through your implant. It will give the basics, including a grammatical update. We don't really have time to do this as well as we'd like, but we'll immerse you until you feel the Revenant culture, and we'll keep it up.
'From this point on, you are Deacon Wyllum Hyriss. The familiar is Brother Hyriss. You are of the returned. You will address anyone you meet in New Harmony as 'Sister' or 'Brother,' except as you will learn for more distinguished personages.' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 275.|| "'Inside or outside this building, you are Brother Hyriss. You will speak modern Revenant. Your day is structured as though the sessions here are your job--and the rest of the time, you live and react in New Harmony. You will be living in the Cloisters--that's where newly returned missionaries live until they get married to their first wife--and none of them live there more than three months, but obviously that won't be a problem here.
'You are expected to use every facility in the town, especially the stosque--'
'It's the everyday church, if you will, as opposed to the Temple. You'll get more on that in the religion sessions. You need to become familiar with all the buildings and to use them, and to converse as any Revenant would. You will even learn to drive a petroleum-powered vehicle...' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 275.||[Eco-Tech's camp for training agents to infiltrate Revenant culture.] "Everything else will be Revenant cultural materials--from the Book of Toren to church procedures and protocols--and you will go to church every Sunday and to scripture group on Wednesday nights.'
'Threeday. The day names--they use a variant of the old Earth nomenclature and a seven-day week and irregular months--will be in your first overlay.'
'This seems . . . rather elaborate. . . .'
Khalid shook his head, almost sadly. 'Most of those who are discovered by the Revenants give themselves away. The culture is structured, quietly xenophobic, and comprised of elaborate, sophisticated, and interlocking rituals. So is the Ecofreak [Eco-Tech] culture. Ecofreaks--that's right--Ecofreaks don't recognize that. Most cultures don't. They only recognize outsiders because they don't seem to fit. Our job is to make you fit. Is that clear?' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 276.||[Eco-Tech's camp for training agents to infiltrate Revenant culture.] "Trystin... walked into the bookstore that featured the hard-covered paper books relegated mainly to collectors on Perdya.
The coolness of the store was refreshing as Trystin stepped toward the section labeled 'History.'
'There's a new one in, Brother, that you might like,' called Imam, the white-haired patriarch who operated the store.
'What might that be?'
...'Here!' He pointed to the book on the 'New Releases' shelf.
'Orum's Way,' Trystin read aloud. 'How the Battle for the First Temple Was Won.' He wondered if the book was merely a rehash of the Book of Toren or if it would provide some new insights.
'Good story, and better, it's true. All about Toren's struggle to clear the mount and make it a place for the Lord and the faithful. You know, the old militarists wanted to put a military base there.' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 277.||[Eco-Tech's camp for training agents to infiltrate Revenant culture.] "Trystin walked across the wide street to the confectionery shop--all the Revenants liked sweets, of all sorts.
'You want to try the lime balls, Brother Hyriss?' asked the sister behind the counter. "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 278.||[Eco-Tech's camp for training agents to infiltrate Revenant culture.] "'Brother Hyriss, please come forward,' requested the instructor identified only as Brother Suledin. 'You are from Nephi, and you are on Orum, somewhere in Wystuh.'
Trystin stepped into the space in front of the chairs, not knowing what scene might unfold.
'Brother Hyriss, I understand you come from Nephi. Is that not rather familiar to the Ecofreak systems?'
'I am from Nephi, Brother... and blessed that the Lord and the Prophet have chosen to serve as our shield.'
'To be familiar with the abominations of the Lord must trouble you.'
'The Lord has shielded us form untoward familiarity, as you have indeed recognized.' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 280.|| "Forcing his mind back to the mundane matter of packing, he pulled out the fabric traveling bag of the returned [i.e., returned missionaries] and opened it. First came the undergarments from the chest, white and longer than he would have preferred, then the two nightshirts, also white, and the white dress belt with the stylized bronze eagle with the lightning bolt that was the symbol of the returned. from the wardrobe came toiletries, including the antique bladed razor and the tube of white leather polish, and white shirts and the second and third white suit.
He put the white dress boots in the side pocket, along with the thick white socks. At least the everyday boots were black.
Once finished packing, including the Book of Toren, that he had read at least twice completely and still didn't feel he knew it well enough, he snapped the bag shut... "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 284.||"Then the memories flashed through Trystin's head--the mission to Soharra, and the thin men with veils who opened every door and shut it when they saw his brown square-suit; the holo pictures of the Temple in Wystuh, with the eight four-pointed spires and the angel of the Prophet hoverin there in shimmering gold; the cold of the Prophet's asteroid ship, and the small scout that was his, and the triumph of taking Bokara...' "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 328.|| "After walking another block, he stopped opposite the square, studying the white walls and eight spires of the Temple that rose over a hundred meters into the blue-pink sky. The Temple's northwest spire bore the laser-imposed image of the Angel of the Prophet.
Surrounding the Temple were the eight Arks of the Revealed--each over fifty meters tall. Each Ark was really a sacred building to some divine aspect of the Prophet--the Ark of Teaching, the Ark of Healing, the Ark of technology, the Ark of Ministry, the Ark of Music, the Ark of the Family, the Ark of the Producing Land, and the Ark of the Producing Waters.
At the center, with a casual look at the Fountain of Life, its eight jets forming a single column of water over thirty meters high... "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 333.|| "Although the food was heavy, the Revenants did serve good cooking--everywhere he had eaten so far.
'Have you decided, ser?' The waitress was also an older sister, wearing rings and braided hari, and not a checked dress, but a gold-colored tunic and long matching trousers.
'I'll have the stew special, with limeade.' He wished he could get tea, but real tea and cafe were forbidden on the Revenant worlds, and anise tea tasted like weak liquid candy.
'I'll bring the limeade right away.' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 129-130.||"'...the fundamental differences in beliefs between the Revenants of the Prophet and most beliefs within the Coalition lie in two areas. First, Revenants believe, deeply, in a single set of revealed truths, as expounded by Toren, the Prophet of God, while few belief systems within the Coalition are so rigid as to exclude all possibility of entertaining other truths. Exclusivity is one factor . . . the second is the participation of a revealed God in the workings of life and the universe . . . this dates back to Judaism--that's the forerunner of the old Christian religions that were the forerunners of both Mahmetism and Deseretism, which in turn were the forerunners of neo-Mahmetism and the Prophet--for those of you into history. . .' "|
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 21-22.||[Passage from the Book of Toren.] "The graven images of other gods ye shall burn with the fires of the heavens and the depths; ye shall not take those technologies and those beliefs that are on them, nor take them unto thee lest ye be snared therein, for such are an abomination to the Lord thy God, as spoken by His Prophet.
Ye shall not be afrightened by them, for the Lord thy God is among thee, a mighty god and terrible. And He shall deliver their kings unto thine hand, and thou shalt destroy their names from under heaven. There shall be no man or woman to stand against thee, not even those who once would have lived forever, and ye shall render them unto dust and raise on that dust new mansions in thy Father's house, as it is His will . . .
Book of Toren
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 278-279.|| "'Overt aggression is not expressed, and, if expressed, not allowed to persist. All insults are veiled... except that insults to third parties not present, such as Ecofreaks or abominations, are allowed, often with puns or other tasteless allusions. This is a highly repressed and stylized culture. Every action is observed and tallied against a social norm. You are never in a position when someone is not observing you. You are expected to respond, as would any innocent being, but you must respond in the same style, with veiled allusions.
'Tolerance within the norms is high, but once anyone exceeds those norms, they effectively vanish. Remember one other thing we've been drilling into you. The Revenants seldom lie. They may avoid disclosing or revealing something, but if something is said, you can usually bank on it being true. That's why they punish those who exceed the norms so stringently... No one is exempt, and that is why the system works.' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 34-35.|| "'...Tell me again why we're trying to reclaim this place.'
'The word is that someone thought it was a good idea at the time.'
'And the revs are trying to take it from us.'
'That makes more sense. They've all got eight kids a family.'
'How about five per sister, with five or six sisters per patriarch?' asked Trystin.
'Wouldn't mind being a patriarch.'
'You want the odds on that? Only the ones that survive their missions get to be patriarchs. And I don't care much for their missions.' "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 47-48.|| "'...You know,' Quentar said... 'the revs aren't really human. They're part alien.'
'I hadn't heard that.'
'Oh . . . How else do you explain it? Would you run right at a gattling, Trystin? Would anyone human? How else can you explain it?'
'Their faith,' suggested Trystin. 'If they die in a holy war or whatever it is, they go to paradise.'
'No real human could swallow that. No, they're aliens. They just look human.' Quentar laughed again. 'Wish I were a pilot. Then I could scorch a whole lot of them. Keep 'em from killing real people.'...
'Yeah.' Trystin nodded and walked down to the shower... A shower and sleep, those were what he really wanted--and not to think about alien-acting revs. Or Quentar's wanting to kill anything that moved. "
|Revenants of the Prophet*||galaxy||2800||Modesitt, Jr., L.E. The Parafaith War. New York: Tor (1996); pg. 75-76.||[From the Book of Toren.] "'For the work of the Lord is the work of all faithful souls, and woe be unto those who toil not in the fields of the Lord. Neither shall they know peace nor certitude, nor cool water upon parched lips, nor the succor of a loving Father. But they shall go into nothingness troubled and despairing through all the days of their lives, which shall flicker out and be gone as quickly as those of the mayflies.
The souls of the Lord shall live forever in the sight of the Lord, and He shall be glad to receive them, and they shall come to live in His mansions for so long as the heavens shall endure, and even beyond.
As I have spoken, as the Prophet of the Lord, so shall it be, now and forever.
For, as I raise my left hand to cause the lightning to flash, ye see and do not see. This flame I raise in the name of the Lord... and I am far less than the Lord...'
Book of Toren
|Rinzai||Brazil||2045||Wilson, Robert Charles. Memory Wire. New York: Bantam (1987); pg. 13.||"His master sergeant had been a Roshi of the Rinzai School There was talk of the Three Pillars: great faith, great doubt, great perseverance. " [More. Some other refs. under 'Zen.']|
|Roma||Arizona||1987||Murphy, Pat. "Rachel in Love " in Future on Fire (Orson Scott Card, ed.) New York: Tor (1991; story copyright 1986); pg. 17.||"On Halloween long ago, this woman... Rachel's mother... painted Rachel's fingernails bright red because Rachel was dressed as a gypsy and gypsies like red. "|
|Roma||Brazil||2045||Wilson, Robert Charles. Memory Wire. New York: Bantam (1987); pg. 6.||"...the boat barrios, barcos viviendas in Gypsy colors sprawling between the mainland and the distant tidal dam. "|
|Roma||California||1896||Matheson, Richard. Bid Time Return. New York: Viking Press (1975); pg. 167.||Pg. 167: "She spoke immediately. 'There is a wardrobe mistress in our company whose mother was a Gypsy. She claims to have--what shall I call it?--the power of divination?' "; Pg. 169: "Only at the last second did some inner caution prevail, making me realize that it is one thing to have the future foretold by an Indian woman and a Gypsy-born wardrobe mistress, and another to have that future brought into shocking relief by someone who has traveled backward to it. "|
|Roma||California||1896||Matheson, Richard. Bid Time Return. New York: Viking Press (1975); pg. 218.||[Part of a stage play.] Pg. 217: "Some Gypsy woman is telling them to fight. "; Pg. 218: "'Yes, yes, love,' she breaks in hurriedly. 'About the Gypsy woman in the Gypsy dress.'
Minister confounded as she points offstage. 'She came stealing out here and then ran back that way,' she tells the sergeant.' "
|Roma||California||1989||Wilson, Robert Charles. Gypsies. New York: Doubleday (1989); pg. 15.||[Letter from Laura, in Santa Monica, CA] "First off, I am sincerely sorry about you & Gavin. Is it any consolation to say I think you are 100 percent correct on this (Even if the divorce isn't--as you say--your own idea.) We gypsies aren't cut out for middle-class life. "|
|Roma||California||2000||Ing, Dean. Loose Cannon. New York: Tom Doherty Associates (2000); pg. 120.||"Vallejo, as if to himself: ' 'Gypsy rigs,' they're called. People like that all seem to know one another.' "|
|Roma||California||2053||Rucker, Rudy. Freeware. New York: Avon (1998; c. 1997); pg. 187.|| "'Buttmunch here. Gypsy and me are five years old and our upgrades are just about worn out...'
'Yaar, I'm for it,' said Gypsy, who was flesh-colored and covered with fingerlike bumps... " [An artificial intelligence named Gypsy. More pg. 187-188, etc.]
|Roma||California: Fresno||1994||Ing, Dean. Spooker. New York: Tom Doherty Associates (1995); pg. 89.||"...she thought, toying with the single gypsy bangle earring she often wore. "|
|Roma||California: Los Angeles||1989||Wilson, Robert Charles. Gypsies. New York: Doubleday (1989); pg. 31.||"They were dressed in what Karen thought of as gypsy fashion: faded Levis, quilted shirts in bright colors. There was a woman with feathers braided into her long dark hair. " [The book is titled Gypsies, so, obviously, there are many gypsy references throughout, although the word doesn't appear to be used too often, and it's not clear whether traditional Roma are being referred to.]|
|Roma||California: San Francisco||1977||Leiber, Fritz. Our Lady of Darkness. New York: Berkley Publishing Corp. (1977); pg. 50.||"...Edgar Rice to William S. Burroughs to George Borrow (The Gypsies in Spain, Wild Wales, and The Zincali)... "|
|Roma||California: San Francisco||2036||Besher, Alexander. Mir: A Novel of Virtual Reality. New York: Simon & Schuster (1998); pg. 14.|| "'They're rounding up Jewish avatars again on the RecihNet and putting them in 'concentration camps' for 'reeducation in the nationalistic ideals. Doesn't all this seem horribly familiar?'
'History clones itself, I guess . . . But have you heard what their minister of propamedia, Josef Grossmeister, is now saying? That it's no worse than what we're doing with our own foreign problem--our own 'gypsies south of the border.' '
'Yeah, but at least we're not proclaiming the 'New Volkisch'--the 'master race of avatars' ' "
|Roma||Colorado||2049||Knight, Damon. A For Anything. New York: Tor (1990; 1959); pg. 38.||"The exercise boys were taking out the Arabs and thoroughbreds, gray coat and brown, proud Assyrian heads tugging at the bridles. Dick watched them with a connoisseur's pleasure for a while, then went on down the row to where his own favorite, Gypsy Fiddler the Morgan was stalled. The gelding had just had his morning rubdown and his coat gleamed like silk... Gyp was a three-year-old, wide-chested, short and compact, the perfect saddle horse for broken country... "|
|Roma||Czechoslovakia||1939||Ing, Dean. Spooker. New York: Tom Doherty Associates (1995); pg. 10.||"With careful consideration for his wife and their precocious gypsy-featured child who adored him... "|
|Roma||Deep Space 9||2370||Pedersen, Ted. Gypsy World (Star Trek: DS9). New York: Pocket Books (1996); pg. 1.||[As the title indicates, Gypsies are central to this book. The featured fictional culture is the Fjori, who are copied directly from traditional Earth Roma/Gypsies. The illustrations and the cover depict traditional Gypsy attire. The Fjori use the word 'gajos' (the actual Roma word for non-Roma) to refer to non-Fjori.] Pg. 1: "Jake stared at the man. He knew that it was rude, but he couldn't help it. He had never seen a Fjori before. The Fjori was big and possessed a heavy beard. His face was tanned and scarred from the burning rays of a hundred suns and the winds of a thousand worlds. His clothes were loose-fitting, yet he wore them with the same pride that Jake's father wore his Starfleet dress uniform.
Commander Benjamin Sisko nudged his son, and Jake quickly averted his eyes as the man approached. Sisko offered his hand in a greeting. 'Welcome to Deep Space Nine, Captain Vardk. I'm Commander Sisko. This is my son, Jake.' "
|Roma||Deep Space 9||2370||Pedersen, Ted. Gypsy World (Star Trek: DS9). New York: Pocket Books (1996); pg. 1.||Pg. 1: "Captain Jrl Vardk of the star trader Orak accepted Sisko's handshake with a firm grip. He nodded at Jake. 'I appreciate your allowing us the use of your repair facilities, Commander.'
'Deep Space Nine is here to accommodate any ship traveling through the Bajoran Wormhole.'
'Even a Fjori ship?' ";
Pg. 2: [Illustration]; Pg. 3: "Sisko smiled. 'My own ancestors suffered centuries of prejudice on Old Earth. We have that in common.'
Vardk nodded, then added, 'But you, at least, no longer have to endure the wrath of your fellows.'
'As long as the Fjori choose to remain outside the system, there will be those who distrust you.'
'You are right, of course, but the people of the Orak, like the Gypsies of your own planet, are destined to be nomads. To forever wander the starways.'
'If that is your choice.'
'That is how it has been since the beginning of our history. It cannot be otherwise.' "
|Roma||Deep Space 9||2370||Pedersen, Ted. Gypsy World (Star Trek: DS9). New York: Pocket Books (1996); pg. 6.|| "'Is that the Fjori home world?' he asked.
'It is a simulation based on legends and folk tales,' replied the computer. 'There is no verified record of the location of the home planet. It is not certain that it still exists.
'It is believed that after centuries of wandering across their planet, with the advent of the starship they migrated to the remote regions of space. They became traders, traveling from world to world--venturing out to the farthest regions of the universe. Their starships--like their wagons of previous centuries--are their only real homes.' "
|Roma||Deep Space 9||2371||Sheckley, Robert. The Laertian Gamble (Star Trek: DS9). New York: Pocket Books (1995); pg. 244.|| "Kira caught a public car to the downtown Artists' Quarter... There were little winding streets, cafes, and a man in a brown slouch hat who looked like a gypsy, cranking a barrel organ, with a monkey on a leach, a monkey with a little pillbox hat tied under his chin. Kira had never seen anything like him.
Kira wasn't sure she had come to the right place. She asked the gypsy, 'Where am I?'
The gypsy said, 'You're in Artists' Quarter. This is where the artists live.' " [More, pg. 245.]
|Roma||Deep Space 9||2373||Wright, Susan. The Tempest (Star Trek: DS9). New York: Pocket Books (1997); pg. 65.||"She knew it was only a matter of time before the subject of a pet came up. Keiko dreaded that day. It was difficult enough living this gypsy life with a child. How could she do it with a pet? "|
|Roma||Denmark: Copenhagen||1925||Ebershoff, David. The Danish Girl. New York: Viking (2000); pg. 79.||Pg. 79: "'What?' Again, 'My purse is gone.'
'The Gypsies,' Hans said, jumping to his feet. The cafe was in a small square with six alleyways running into it. Hans ran a few feet down one alley and realized the Gypsies weren't there, and then ran into the next, his face reddening. ";
Pg. 81: "running away from him as the Gypsy children had run off from her... "
|Roma||Discworld||1997||Pratchett, Terry. Maskerade. New York: HarperCollins (1998; c. 1997); pg. 147.||"'She's dressed up as a gypsy,' she said. 'And now there's a girl come forward to sing' " [Some other refs., e.g., pg. 156]|
|Roma||Egypt||1810||Powers, Tim. The Anubis Gates. New York: Ace (1983); pg. 13.||Pg. 13: "Since the odd pair would be living with Fikee's tribe of gypsies until the arrival of the Book and the vial of their Master's blood, Fikee dubbed the ka Doctor Romany, after the word the gypsies used for their language and culture. "; pg. 14: "Finally he tucked the pistols away, picked up the Book and bobbed slowly back to the gypsy camp. Even the dogs had hidden, and Romany met no one as he made his way to Fikee's tent. Once inside, he put down the gold box, lit a lamp, and then far into the night, with pendulum, level, a telescope and a tuning fork and reams of complicated calculations geometrical and alchemical, worked at determining to what extent, if any, the spell had succeeded. " [Other refs., not in DB, e.g., pg. 35-36, 58-59, 126, 128-131, 209-210, etc.]|
|Roma||Europe||1940||Anthony, Piers. For Love of Evil. New York: William Morrow & Co. (1988); pg. 300.||"The persecution of Jews and Gypsies [Roma] intensified. When the next big war erupted, these minorities were herded into camps, their properties confiscated, their bodies given over to forced labor. "; Pg. 303: "Time passed, and the carnage only got worse. Now they were burning Jews and Gypsies... and systematically eradicating them from the continent... The war progressed, and the Axis forces were losing... most of the Jews and Gypsies were dead. "; [Book has other refs to Roma, not in DB.]|