Just finished reading Dune – I recommend it to everyone. My hair stood on end as the last line faded. I had to read the sentence over and over again.
I felt as if the world bumped almost imperceptibly over an unseen inflection point, as if all of the particles in me shifted. My thoughts skittered towards all directions of the universe. I felt minuscule, resigned and hopelessly inconsequential, yet ravenous, determined and infinitely hopeful at the same time.
I’ve had the same exact feeling only once before: after reading the entire The Lord of The Rings Trilogy in one summer. And the last-line hair-raise experience only twice: The End of the Affair and This Side of Paradise.
“Before the Matrix, before Star Wars, before Ender’s Game and Neuromancer, there was Dune” says the back cover. In it I see the Wheel of Time, too.
There was a reason I waited 17 years to read it and I see it now. I wouldn’t have appreciated it nearly as fully as I do today. It is hugely relevant to the circumstances in which I find myself now, and, more importantly, to the mind-boggling developments around the world over the past year.
This article is a good read on the story behind the story.