Last Seen Blogs
nessunoesiste
Il Futuro Siamo Noi
onion-bot-unofficial
this is the domain of the onion bot
utwin-it
UTwin
wildlycoralkryptonite
Sj Sarkaar
midnightsart
Midnight's Art blog
Text
it's wild to me that people act as if chani's primary reason for leaving paul was bitterness about being a concubine like girl..... i promise that did not even register in her brain compared to the realization that paul had chosen to become her people's oppressor, to become her oppressor, to destroy the equality that was very foundation of their relationship. i promise her agency and her loyalty to her people, things which existed before paul and will exist after him, were more important to her than how "official" her relationship would be considered within a system she did not care about.
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
something about dune being about society falling in love with charismatic leaders and being manipulated and controlled through faith and dune messiah being about the ramifications of that for the leader, also being entrapped by the people he’s manipulated. because of his divine status he loses control of his personhood completely.
here are some quotes that really stood out to me:
Dune was a world of paradox now—a world under siege, yet the center of power. To come under siege, he decided, was the inevitable fate of power.
“I’m a figurehead. When godhead’s given, that’s the one thing the so-called god no longer controls.” A bitter laugh shook him. He sensed the future looking back at him out of dynasties not even dreamed. He felt his being cast out, crying, unchained from the rings of fate—only his name continued. “I was chosen,” he said. “Perhaps at birth . . . certainly before I had much say in it. I was chosen.”
I wanted only to look back and say: “There! There’s an existence which couldn’t hold me. See! I vanish! No restraint or net of human devising can trap me ever again. I renounce my religion! This glorious instant is mine! I’m free!”
What would happen if he took Chani, just picked up and left with her, sought sanctuary on Tupile? His name would remain behind. The Jihad would find new and more terrible centers upon which to turn. He’d be blamed for that, too. He felt suddenly fearful that in reaching for any new thing he might let fall what was most precious, that even the slightest noise from him might send the universe crashing back, receding until he never could recapture any piece of it.
“To kill a god,” Paul said. “That’s very interesting. But who says I’m a god?” “Those who worship you,” Edric said, glancing pointedly at Stilgar.
“He didn’t use the Jihad,” Scytale said. “The Jihad used him. I think he would’ve stopped it if he could.” […] “You can’t stop a mental epidemic. It leaps from person to person across parsecs. It’s overwhelmingly contagious. It strikes at the unprotected side, in the place where we lodge the fragments of other such plagues. Who can stop such a thing? Muad’Dib hasn’t the antidote. The thing has roots in chaos. Can orders reach there?” “Have you been infected, then?” Edric asked. […] “We’re all contaminated,” Scytale said.
From the moment the Jihad had chosen him, he’d felt himself hemmed in by the forces of a multitude. Their fixed purposes demanded and controlled his course. Any delusions of Free Will he harbored now must be merely the prisoner rattling his cage. His curse lay in the fact that he saw the cage. He saw it!
12 notes
·
View notes
Text
Every time I watch Dune I forget about it but I'm foaming at the mouth over how Paul has a vision of himself as a powerful, respected, divine figure with millions worshipping him and he just says "Somebody help me"
895 notes
·
View notes
Text
dune part two dir. denis villeneuve // adventure club - wonder
50 notes
·
View notes
Text
Paul swallowed. The figure in front of him turned into the moon's path and he saw an elfin face, black pits of eyes. The familiarity of that face, the features out of numberless visions in his earliest prescience, shocked Paul to stillness. He remembered the angry bravado with which he had once described this face-from-a-dream, telling the Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam: "I will meet her." And here was the face, but in no meeting he had ever dreamed.
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
“ I’ve killed sixty-one billion, sterilized ninety planets, completely demoralized five hundred others. I’ve wiped out the followers of forty religions which had existed since-“
-Paul Maud’Dib Atreides.
-Dune Messiah (Frank Herbert)
306 notes
·
View notes
Text
A whisper from me
(In eyes once familiar, a stranger I see)
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
think of the world we could have made.
close up under cut
447 notes
·
View notes
Text
"May thy knife chip and shatter."
Can’t remember my old tumblr account so here’s my first ever tumblr post contributes to Dune 2
554 notes
·
View notes
Text
i'm happiest when i'm with you
6K notes
·
View notes
