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I am the et kinds
I am his imperial majestise planetologist
Planeterary chologigist for irakus
I am stered of this land
He stumbled fell sideways along the ross sed his surface of the wind wood
Face his hands dug feebly into the sound
I am steward of this sand
He thought he realized that he was semi deilarious
That he should dig himself into the sand
Find the relatively cool underlayer and cover himself with it
But he could still smell the rank same a sweet esters of a prepree spice pocket
Somewhere underneath this sand
He knew the perol within this fact more certainly than any other fremman
If he could smell the preespice mass that memeant the gases deep under the sand were nearing explosive pressure
He had to get away from here
His hands made weak scrambling motions along the doune face a thought spread across his mind clear distinct
The real wealth of a planet is in its landscape
How we take part in that basic source of civilization agriculture
And he thought how strange it was that the mind long fixed on a single track
Could not get off that track
The harkkn and troroopers had ft ft here without water or still suit
Thinking a worm would get him
If the desert didn't
They had thought it amusing to leave him
Alive to die by inches of the impersonal hands of his planet
The hackeronons always did find it difficult to kill fremman
He thought we won't die
Easily
I should be dead
Now i will be dead soon
But i can't stop being an ecologist
The highest function of ecology is understanding consequences
The voice shocked him
Because he recognizted
And knew the owner of it was dead
It was the voice of his father who had been planetologist
Here before him his father long dead killed in the caven at plus a basin
Got yourself in a quite a fix here
Son
You should have known the consequences of trying to help the child of that duke
I'm delarious time thought the voice seemed to come from his right kininscrarapped his face through sand turning to look in that direction
Nothing except a curving stretch of dune dancing with heat devils in the full glare of the sun
The more life there is within a system
The more nitches their off for life
The voice came now from his left from behind him
Why does he keep moving around
Kinds asked himself
Doesn't he want me to see him life improves the capacity of the environment to sustain life
Life makes needed nutrience more readily available it buns more energy into the system
Through the tremendous chemical interplay from organism to organism
Why does he keep harpping on the same subject
Kinds asked himself
I knew that before i was ten desert hawks
Carcaryon eaters in this land
As where most wild creatures began to circle over him
Kinds saw a shadow pass near his hand
Forced his head father around to look up with the birds were a blurred patch on silver blue sky
Distant flex of suit floating above him
We are generalalists
You can't draw neat lines around planet
Why problems planeelology a cut in fit science
What's he're trying to tell me
Kinds wondered there there some conconsequence
I failed to see his cheek slumpmed back against the hot sand
And he smelled the burned rock older beneath the pree spice gases from some corner of logic in his mind
A thought forformed those are caryaneter birds over me perhaps
Some of my friend man will see them
And come to investigate to the working planethologist
His most important tool is human beings
You must cultivate ecological litereracy among the people
That's why i've created this entirely new form of ecological notation
He's repeating things
He said to me
When i was a child kin's thought
He began to feel cool
But that corner of logic in his mind told him
The son is overhead
You have no steelsuit and your heart
The sun is burning the moisture out of your body
His fingers clawed feebly at the sand
They couldn't even leave me a still suit
The presence of moisture in the air
Helps prevent two rapid ovaporation from living bodies
Why does he keep for appeacing the obvious kinds wondered