in a world where your magnitude shrank to a scientific scribbeling, where your endeavours are but a single tin can in the vaults of world commodity-creation.
who is not dreaming in hers/his personal laboratory mirroring the convex face in the test tubes?
who not wants to set sail for the ocean of self-dicovery!
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– The Atlas rested on the launching pad… then, slowly at first, began to rise… 
What of the man inside? – 
Terry Curtis (born Terrence Kurtzenberg, he had later Anglicized his name) was an atomic scientist in the 1930s and 1940s. He was working as a technician in a special experimental rocket (Atlas) when it accidentally launched with him trapped inside.
“…as the Atlas climbed into the sky the dense troposphere would give way 10 miles out to the thinner stratosphere… then at 50 miles, it was in the ionosphere – the atomic warhead was set to explode at 300 miles above earth (…) The heat generated by the rocket as it accelerated to 20’000 MPH was unbearable. Everything grew too warm too quickly. The perspiration on my face dried, the moisture in my body vanished.” 
Then, precisely on schedule, the warhead in the Atlas nose cone was triggered.
“…I could see a huge beam of projected light flooding up into infinity. It was like a laser light, caused by the ionisation. It was light-bluish, and it was very beautiful. I watched it for several seconds. Then the light took me to pieces. At that instant of fission, I was not flesh, bone and blood at all…” 
The desiccated molecular skeleton was intact but a change, never known to man, had taken place.
“…I began to feel sick. I knew one of the first symptoms of radiation illness was vomiting, but I was thinking, have I eaten something? I was trying to keep the worst thoughts at bay. It was impossible to say how much radiation I had taken in, but I knew it was a large dose.”

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