I had been an avid reader since I was eight years old; I was in the second grade when I began reading novels, and in short order I was reading books that filled me with inspiration; when I found them, I read them, over-and-over-and-over again. I read all kinds of things, including poetry and biographies, history and mythology, along with some pop-philosophy, but by the age of fifteen I still read mostly fiction. It was then, in 1984 that I first read Dune.
I had taken a copy from a carousel of paperbacks in the English Room at the alternative high-school I was attending. I read that copy, perhaps not as carefully as I should, but as carefully as I could, finding Dune to be somewhat dense, even challenging...though I enjoyed it well enough.
I went to see the motion picture when it came out later that school year, in the spring of 1985. Like so many others, I found David Lynch’s adaptation to be one of the worst movies ever made, and with that screening Dune passed from my thoughts for a time. However…in the summer of 1988 I was visiting a friend in Bigfork, Montana. I was in a bookstore looking for something to read on the bus ride back to Minneapolis. I picked up a copy of Dune, thinking to myself that I should read it again.
Four years had passed since my first go at it, in those years my understanding of the world had expanded; I was able to engage the book in a completely different way…and once I did I was hooked; I was nineteen years old and Dune had changed my life.
Since then, I have read it and the other five books in the original Dune series a total of eight times, as well as everything else Frank Herbert wrote…if I could find it in print.
Frank Herbert was a giant, he was among the foremost intellectuals of his era; I am deeply indebted to him for what he gave me: a profound hope for humanity, deeply rooted in his appreciation for the range of human potential.
I have given away dozens of copies of Dune throughout my life, and recommended it to more people than I can count…always with these words, which I share directly from my experience:
This book will change your life; many (not all) have told me that it had.
Frank Herbert wrote science fiction, but the science he wrote into his fiction had less to do with spaceships and laser beams (though it had those things), and more to do with the science of politics, religion, ecology and psychology…it was the multi-dimensional human-person that occupied his imagination.
Through his insight Herbert challenges the reader to explore what it means to be human. He asks open-ended questions about human potential, in a way that allows the reader to believe in those possibilities for themselves…his own view of humanity is both daunting and transformative.
He believed that we can do more, be more, see more of the world than our senses allow…if we are disciplined. He believed that if we are attentive to the world around us, and cultivate within ourselves the will to live a life without fear, we will secure a future for humanity beyond our solar system, we will spread throughout the galaxy…and beyond.
Frank Herbert died forty years ago today, in 1986. A heroic light left the world when he passed. The man is missed.
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