They do not reach maturity, then deteriorate and die. They reach maturity and stay in full bloom, so to speak, for as long as Mercury cares to sing.
There is no way in which one creature can harm another, and no motive for one's harming another.
Hunger, envy, ambition, fear, indignation, religion and sexual lust are irrelevent and unknown.
The creatures have only one sense: touch.
They have weak powers of telepathy. The messages they are capable of transmitting and receiving are almost as monotonous as the song of Mercury. They have only two possible messages. The first is an automatic response to the second, and hte second is an automatic response to the first.
The first is, 'Here I am, here I am, here I am."
The second is, 'So glad you are, so glad you are, so glad you are."
" .... Because of their love for music and their willingness to deploy themselves in the service of beauty, the creatures are given a lovely name by Earthlings.
They are called harmoniums.
There is no way in which one creature can harm another, and no motive for one's harming another.
Hunger, envy, ambition, fear, indignation, religion and sexual lust are irrelevent and unknown.
The creatures have only one sense: touch.
They have weak powers of telepathy. The messages they are capable of transmitting and receiving are almost as monotonous as the song of Mercury. They have only two possible messages. The first is an automatic response to the second, and hte second is an automatic response to the first.
The first is, 'Here I am, here I am, here I am."
The second is, 'So glad you are, so glad you are, so glad you are."
" .... Because of their love for music and their willingness to deploy themselves in the service of beauty, the creatures are given a lovely name by Earthlings.
They are called harmoniums.