Publishing Date: August 2014
Publisher Description: Daniel Bruks is a living fossil: a field biologist in a world where biology has turned computational, a cat’s-paw used by terrorists to kill thousands. Taking refuge in the Oregon desert, he’s turned his back on a humanity that shatters into strange new subspecies with every heartbeat. But he awakens one night to find himself at the center of a storm that will turn all of history inside-out.
Review: Cover art needs work.
This was a weird fuggin’ novel. Basically you got some dude in the desert, goes to space with zombies, bicams and vampires (oh my!) and returns to earth…infected with space goo?? In between is this colossal mind-numbing existential rant tucked within a myriad of inexplicable terms. The scene descriptions render nothing for those of us who visualize and the characters are assholes. Perhaps I am getting the story-line wrong, cause who the fuck knows, but I interpreted it as being the sunset of our species, and what better way to introduce this new species than through an un-augmented human (baseline).
The characters wander in this phlegm tainted realm of er…someone’s (cough…author) search for the universal truth (s). I really liked that the characters showcased the bridge between a species that has run it’s course through the vanishing point of the mind and what may come. Daniel felt flawed and inadequate to the task, yet fleetingly had an awareness that the augmented could never experience.
Will tangential perceptions that glide beyond the senses help us to arrive at a Godly state? I doubt it. It might be more than enough to embrace the I AM and revel in the mind as a tool and not the ‘doer’. To be so mired in the process of the mind that awareness is mitigated, is indeed hell.
Want to be frustratingly engaged? Want to follow the dissemination of what it means to ‘be’ through a clouded portal? This weirdo writer started rubbing off on me in so much that I might look forward to future works.