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| Q | Can you give me … oh it's you is it? |
| A | Alas! yes. |
| Q | I don't see why you say Alas!' I don't mind meeting you! Why … |
| A | I thought you were going to ask what it's about. |
| Q | Oh no. I read the last one. |
| A | Splendid! Did you like it? |
| Q | No. Is this as bad? |
| A | Worse. |
| Q | How interesting: I must get it. |
| A | I said ‘worse’. |
| Q | That's what made me want it – I don't see how it could be. |
EM-MATURE This book is a psycho-embryonic attempt to write an embryo-scientific account of a journey from birth to death overwhelmed by pre-mature knowledge, experience, glory and self-intoxicating self-satisfaction. I was spared any knowledge of the courtship of my sperm with my ovum, but many years later was given to understand that my ancestors had a long and disreputable history extending to the day when an ancestral sperm, swimming characteristically against the current, lodged in a fallopian tube to lie in wait for an unknown ovum. The history of my ovum appears to be virtually non-existent. My sperm impetuously penetrated a Graafian follicle before my ovum had time itself to escape penetration. I cannot vouch for the truth of these tales which became known to me through scientific hearsay many years later. I admit responsibility for what I have experienced, but not for the distortions of scientific sense. I acknowledge dependence on sensible and experienced transcriptions; I cannot promise communication of pure non-sense without the contamination by sense. I shall not repeat my apology for having to borrow the language of experience and reason despite its inadequacy.
My earliest experiences were of something touching what I later heard was ‘me’. The changes in pressure in the fluid surrounding me varied from what Me called pleasure to what Me called pain. My optic and auditory pits at the age of three or four somites received sound and light, dark and silent, not usually increasing beyond nice and nasty, but sometimes making Me feel more inanimate than animate.
PRE-MATURE Get on with it – when were you born?
EM-MATURE D