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Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Nuclear replied on Mon Aug 11, 2003 @ 3:07pm |
-Such a rich store of myths enfold Paul Muad'dib, the Mentat Emperor, and
his sister, Alia, it is difficult to see the real person behind these veils. But there were, after all, a man born Paul Atreides and a woman born Alia. Their flesh was subject to space and time. And even though their oracular powers placed them beyond the usual limits of time and space, they came from human stock. They experianced real events which left real traces upon a real universe. To understand them, it must be seen that their catastrophe was the catastroph of all mankind. This work is dedicated, then, not to Muad'dib or his sister, but to their heirs--to all of us. -Dedicated in the Muad'dib Concordance as copied from The Tabla Memorium of the Mahdi Spirit Cult -There exists no separation between gods and men; one blends softly casual into the other. -Proverbs of Muad'dib -Every civilization must contend with an uncouscious force which can block, betray or countermand almost any couscious intertion of the collective. -Tleilaxu Theorem (unproven) -The advent of the Field Process shield and the lasgun with their explosive interaction, deadly to attacker and attacked, placed the current determinatives on weapons technology. We need not go into the special role of atomics. The fact that any Family in my Empire could so deploy its atomics as to destroy the planetary bases of fifty or more other Famillies causes some nervousness, true. But all of us possess precautionary plans for devastatating retaliation. Guild and Landsraad contain the keys which fold this force in check, No, my concern goes to the development of humans as special weapons. Here is a virtually unlimited field which a few powers are developing. -Muad'dib: Lecture to the War College from The Stilgar Chronicle -"A wind has blown the land away And blown the sky away And all the men! Who is this wind? The trees stand unbent, Drinking where men drank. I've known too many worlds, Too many men, Too many trees Too many winds." -Empires do not suffer emptiness of purpose at the time of their creation. It is when they have become established that aims are lost and replaced by vague ritual. -Words of Muad'dib by Princess Irulan. -"Once more the drama begins." -The Emperor Pual Muad'dib on his ascension to the Lion Throne -Truth suffers from too much analysis. -Ancient Fremen Saying -The fremen see her as the Earth Figure, a demigoddess whose special charge is to protect the tribes through her powers of violence. She is Reverend Mother to their Reverend Mothers. To pilgrims who seek her out with demands that she is a form of antimentat. She feeds on that proof that the "analytic" has limits. She represents iltimate tension. She is the virgin-harlot--witty, vulgar, cruel, as destructive in her whims as a coriolis storm. -St. Alia of the Knife as taken from The Irulan Report -The most dangerous game in the universi is to govern from an oracular base. We do not consider ourselves wise enough or brave enough to play that game. the measures detailed here for regulation in lesser matters are as near as we dare venture to the brink of government. For our purposes, we borrow a definition from the Bene Gesserit and we consider the various worlds as gene pools, sources of teachings and teachers, sources of the possible. Our goal is not to rule, but to tap these gene pools, to learn, and to free ourselves from all restraints imposed by dependency and government. -"The Orgy as a Tool of Statecraft," Chapter Three of The Steersmen's Guild -Here lies a toppled god-- His fall was not a small one. We did but build his pedestal, A narrow and a tall one. -Tleilaxu Epigram -I think what a joy it is to be alive, and wonder if I'll ever leap inward to the root of this flesh and know myself as once I was. The root is there. Whether any act of mine can find it, that remains tangled in the future. But all things a man can do are mine. Any act of mine may do it. -The Ghola Speaks Alia's Commentary -Her hips are dunes curved by the wind, Her eyes shine like summer heat. Two braids of hair hanf down her back-- Rich with water rings, her hair! My hands remember her skin, Fragrant as amber, flower-scented. Eyelids tremble with memories... I am stricken by love's white flame! -"You do not beg the sun for mercy." -Muad'dib's Travail from The Stilgar Commentary -"I've had a bellyful of the god and priest business! You think I don;t see my own mythos? Consult your data once more, Hayt. I've insinuated my rites into the most elementary human acts. The people eat in the name of Muad'dib! They make love in my name, are born in my name--cross the street in my name. A roof beam cannot be raised in the lowliest hovel of far Gangishree without invoking the blessinf of Muad'dib!" -Book of Diatribes from The Hayt Chronicle -Oh, worm of many teeth, Canst thou deny what has no cure? The flesh and breath which lure thee To the ground of all beginnings Feed on monsters twisting in a door of fire! Thou hast no robe in all thy attire To cover intoxications of dicinity Or hide the burnings of desire! -Wormsong From the Dunebook -The audacious nature of Muad'dib's actions may be seen in the fact that He knew from the begining whither He was bound, yet not once did He step aside from that path. He put it clearly when He said: "I tell you that I come now to my time of testing when it will be shown that I am the Ultimate Servent." Thus He weaves all into One, that both friend and foe may worship Him. It is for this reason and this reason only that His Apostles prayed: "Lord, save us from he other paths which Muad'dib covered with the Waters if His Life." Those "other paths" may be imagined only with the deepest revulsion. -from The Yiam-el-Din (Book of Judgment) -No matter how exotic human civilization becomes, no matter the developments of life and society nor the complexity of the machine / human interface, there always come interludes of lonely power when the course of humankind, the very future of humankind, depends upon the telatively simple actions of single individuals. -from The Tleilaxu Godbuk -"She rides the sandworm of space! She guides through all storms Into the kand of gentle winds. Though we sleep through the snake's den, She guards our dreaming souls. Shunning the desert heat, She Hides us in a cool hollow. The gleaming of her white teeth Guides us in the night. By the braids of her hair We are lifted up to heaven! Sweet fragrance, flower-scented, Surrounds us in her presence," -"She stills all storms-- Her eyes kill our enemies, And torment the unbelievers. From the spires of Tuono Where dawnlight strikes And clear water runs, You see her shadow. In the shining summer heat She serves us bread and milk-- Cool, fragrant with spices. Her eyes melt our enemies, Torment our oppressors And pierce all mysteries. She is Alia...Alia...Alia..." -Production growth and income growth must not get out of step in my Empire. That is the substance of my command. There are to be no balance-of-payment difficulties between the different spheres of influence. And the reason for this is simply because I command it. I want to emphasize my authority in this area. I am the supreme energy-eater of this domain, and will remain so, alive or dead. My Government is the economy. -Order in Council The Emperor Paul Muad'dib -The convoluted wording of legalisms grew up around the necessity to hide ourselves the violence we intend toward each other. Between depriving a man of one hour from his life and depriving him of his life there exists only a difference of deree. You have done violence to him, consumend his energy. Elaborate euphemisms may conceal your intent to kill, but behind any use of power over another the ultimate assumption remains: "I feed on your energy." -Addenda to Orders in Council The Emperor Paul Muad'dib -He has gone from Alia, The womb of heaven! Holy, holy, holy! Fire-sand leagues Confront our Lord. He can see Without eyes! A demon upon him! Holy, holy, holy Equation: He solved for Martyrdom! -The Moon Falls Down Songs from Muad'dib -Tibana was an apoligist for Christianity, oribably a native of IV Anbus who lived between the eight and ninth centuries before Corrino, likely in the second reign of Dalamak. Of his writings, only a portion survives from which this fragment is taken: "The hearts of all men dwell in the same wilderness." -from The Dunebuk of Irulan -The sequential nature of actual events is not illuminated with lengthy precision by the powers of precience except under the most extraordinary circumstances. The oracle grasps incidents cut out of the historic chain. Eternity moves. It inflicts itself upon the oracle and the supplicant alike. Let Muad'dib's subjects doubt his majesty and his oracular visions. Let them deny his powers. Let them never doubt Eternity. -The Dune Gospels -There exists a limit to the force even the most powerful may apply without destroying themselves. Judging this limits is the true artistry of government. Misuse of power is the fatal sin. The law cannot be a tool of vengeance, never a hostage, nor a fortification against the martyrs it has created. You cannot threaten any individual and escape the consequences. -Muad'dib on Law The Stilgar Commentary -There was a man so wise, He jumped into A sandy place And burnt out both his eyes! And when he knew his eyes were gone, He offered no complaint. He summoned up a vision And made himself a saint. -Children's Verse fron History of Muad'dib -We say of Muad'dib that he has gone on a journey into that land where we walk without footprints. -Preamble to the Qizarate Creed -No bitter stench of funeral-still for Muad'dub. No knell nor solemn rite to free the mind Fron avaricious shadows. He is the fool saint, The golden stranger living forever On the edge of reason. Let your guard fall and he is there! His crimson peace and sovereign pallor Strike into our universe on prophetic webs To the verge of a quiet glance--there! Out of bristling star-jungles: Mysterious, lethal, an oracle without eyes, Catspaw of prophecy, whose voice never dies! Shai-hulub, he awaits thee upon a strand Where couples walk and fix, eye to eye, The delicious ennui of love. He strides through the long cavern of time, Scattering the fool-self of his dream. -The Ghola's Hymn |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Nuclear replied on Mon Aug 11, 2003 @ 3:07pm |
-This morning I was born in a yurt at the edge of a horse-plain in a land of
a planet which no longer exists. Tomorrow I will be born someone else in another place. I have not yet chosen. This morning, though-- ahh, this life! When my eyes had learned to focus, I looked out at sunshine on trampled grass and I saw vigorous people going about the sweet activities of their lives. Where...oh where has all of that vigor gone? -The Stolen Journals -I am the most ardent people-watcher who lived. I watch them inside me and outside. Past and present can mingle with odd impositions in me. And as the metamorphosis continues in my flesh wonderful things happen to my senses. It's as though I sensed everything in close-up. I have extreamly acute hearing and vision, plus a sense of smell extraordinarily discriminating. I can detect and identify pheromones at three parts per million. I know. I have tested it. You cannot hide very much from my senses. I think it would horrify you what I can detect by smell alone. Your pheromones tell me what you are doing or are prepared to do. And gesture and posture! I stared for half a day once at an old man sttting on a bench in Arrakeen. he was a fifth-generation desxendant of Stilgar the Naib and did not even know it. I studied the angle of his neck, the skin flaps below his chin, the cracked lips and moistness about his nostrils, the pores behind his ears, the wisps of gray hair which crept from beneath the hood of his antique stillsuit. Not once did he detect that he was being watched. Hah! Stilgar would have known it in a second or two. But this old man was just waiting for someone who never came. He got up finally and tottered off. He was very stiff after all that sitting. I knew I would never see him in the flesh again. He was that near death and his water was sure to be waisted. Well, that no longer mattered. -The Stolen Journals -Oh, the landscapes i have seen! And the people! The far wanderings of the Fremen and all the rest of it. Even back through the myths to Terra. Oh, the lessons in astronomy and intrigue, the migrations, the disheveled flights, the leg-aching and lung-aching runs through so many nights on all of these cosmic specks where we have defended our tramsient possession. I tell you we are a marvel and my memories leave no doubt of this -The Stolen Journals -Sometimes I undulge myself in safaris which no other being may take. I strike inward along the axis of my memories. Like a schoolchild reporting on a vacation trip, I take up my subject. Let it be...femail intellectuals! I course backward into the ocean which is my ancestors. I am a great winged fish in the depths. The mouth of my awareness opens and I scool them up! Sometimes...sometimes I hunt out histories. What a private joy to relive the life of such a one while I mock the academic pretentions which supposedly formed a biography. -The Stolen Journals |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» G__ replied on Mon Aug 11, 2003 @ 5:53pm |
while watching the first casset of the remake Dune movie i told some friends that we really shouldn't be watching this movie, my friend dissagreed and said that there was mad action in it,,,having already seen it, i told him that there was pityfull action, and it was all on the second cassette anyway...just then, a semi-suspensufll (hahaha yeah right) scene came on, and they all had guns, so my friend was like, "well there gonna be action now no??"
"no" i said...he was all denying n shit, like he couldn't believe a movie based on dune could suck, so he refused to believe me that there wasn't any action...i told him, wait and see, on this cassette, theres only three shots fire (complete bs right outt my ass) just then...there was action... *BANG* *BANG* *bang* that was it...no more action i laughed so fucking hard what this example goes to show, is, Dune the movie sucks |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» OMGSTFUDIEPLZKTX replied on Mon Aug 11, 2003 @ 6:28pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» G__ replied on Mon Aug 11, 2003 @ 7:46pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» G__ replied on Mon Aug 11, 2003 @ 7:46pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» OMGSTFUDIEPLZKTX replied on Tue Aug 12, 2003 @ 12:17am |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» neoform replied on Tue Aug 12, 2003 @ 2:42am |
dune is WAY TO FUCKING LONG.
i tried watching it when they played it on space, but the movie couldn't hold my attention for more then 30 minutes at a time, it was so preachy and dull. no one speaks like that.. it's like having a cast of yodas, it's just annoying. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore replied on Tue Aug 12, 2003 @ 1:43pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» OMGSTFUDIEPLZKTX replied on Tue Aug 12, 2003 @ 1:48pm |
if you think thats bad, read the book.
Dune is one of the best sci fi stories. Its incredibleness can only becompared to Lord of the Ring's influence in the fantasy world. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Nuclear replied on Tue Aug 12, 2003 @ 1:48pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore replied on Tue Aug 12, 2003 @ 1:51pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» G__ replied on Tue Aug 12, 2003 @ 4:04pm |
CLAP CLAP CLAP AM I
i not only understood 1984 i enjoyed it don't shit pants cause i insulted you're Dune, i only insulted the re-make movie, if you've seen it, then you'd understand how pathetic it really was, it's an insult |
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