A incipit from "THE STATUS CIVILIZATION", by Robert Sheckley

"
His return to consciousness was a slow and painful process. It was a journey in
which he traversed all time. He dreamed. He rose through thick layers of sleep,
out of the imaginary beginnings of all things. He lifted a pseudopod from
primordial ooze, and the pseudopod was him. He became an amoeba which contained
his essence; then a fish marked with his own peculiar individuality; then an ape
unlike all other apes. And finally, he became a man.
[...]
"

link:
http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/20919


My FIRST book of sf, *fantascienza*.
This is hard-social sf, brilliant and original.
And this book is etched in my heart.
I still remember the cinematographic *regia mentale* that this novel led to me.
I will try to read it in English.
(I am an *farabutto* italian).

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