Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
30
674
Remember the mysterious, unaccountable radio signals.
Remember the mysterious, unaccountable radio signals.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 30, Sentence #674)
Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
30
671
I leave aside the sense of the "natural slave," she who in a natural world would, without a second thought, be fittingly embonded, who would find herself promptly, legally, in the collar in which she belongs.
30
672
But these thing, you see, may not be going unnoticed, or noted fruitlessly, only to the misery of the observer.
30
673
There are other possibilities, other authentic possibilities.
30
674
Remember the mysterious, unaccountable radio signals.
30
675
Someone, you see, may be watching you, you entirely unsuspecting, unaware, unwitting of this so significant a surveillance.
30
676
Someone may be thoughtfully considering how you might look in sirik, that striking custodial device with its collar, the connecting chains, the wrist and ankle rings, or conjecturing, taking notes, on your likely value, as he watches you, what you might be expected to bring on the slave block, first, and then later, after having been suitably informed and trained.
30
677
All your laws then, your politics, your ideologies, your legal remedies, your petty threats, your thousand devices to obtain power, to control, reduce, tame and destroy men, would be useless.
I leave aside the sense of the "natural slave," she who in a natural world would, without a second thought, be fittingly embonded, who would find herself promptly, legally, in the collar in which she belongs.
But these thing, you see, may not be going unnoticed, or noted fruitlessly, only to the misery of the observer.
There are other possibilities, other authentic possibilities.
Remember the mysterious, unaccountable radio signals.
Someone, you see, may be watching you, you entirely unsuspecting, unaware, unwitting of this so significant a surveillance.
Someone may be thoughtfully considering how you might look in sirik, that striking custodial device with its collar, the connecting chains, the wrist and ankle rings, or conjecturing, taking notes, on your likely value, as he watches you, what you might be expected to bring on the slave block, first, and then later, after having been suitably informed and trained.
All your laws then, your politics, your ideologies, your legal remedies, your petty threats, your thousand devices to obtain power, to control, reduce, tame and destroy men, would be useless.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 30)