The point is to become more human isn’t it?
My upcoming novel In Blackness: The Reinvention of Man, the second installment in the In Blackness Trilogy has a central theme that kind of sits right below the surface. As you know the story follows several young adults: Saline, Dustin, and Lenny. We learn about the major changes in the world through their view points. In the first book the reader is simply wondering what’s going on, and then this question is asked to the humans: Why are you not food? This book expands the question, asking, how are you human? What makes us human and is humanity actually worth maintaining, and if so who has the job of maintaining it, society as a whole or the individual?
For this conversation we’re going to focus on Dustin. Keep in mind Dustin was beat as a child by his awkward father, and doesn’t appreciate society as a whole. He has a hard time finding his place, and always has a hard time being comfortable. He finds flaws in things almost too easily and has basically no patience. He doesn’t have a lot of friends because, seriously, as you might have guessed, he’s a bit anti-social. The alien invasion didn’t help the matter any.
It’s Dustin who questions how human people really are, with or without the alien invasion. He questions whether or not alien values are superior to human values. He doesn’t care about the planet so much but it seems that the aliens—even though they devour people—have a better sense of the world and its capabilities and maintain their way of life, seemingly effortlessly. When he gets a chance to, literally, be in their skin, to walk around in their flesh, he has a hard time continuing to respect his own flesh. Some of you might consider that a spoiler. I don’t.
I’m going to ask the general question, and it’s a real question, I think. Have you reached your potential? I mean, are you done? Are you as good as you’re going to get? So here’s the question: If something alien made you more you, made you better, would you accept it? Maybe it’s something like a bionic arm or a prosthetic leg. Maybe it’s steroids or methamphetamines. In Dustin’s case, it’s alien flesh.
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