Writers Quote Wednesday : Obsession
Quotes from Oh You Pretty Things and Space Oddity, by David Bowie © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, TINTORETTO MUSIC
‘Wake up, you sleepy head,’ the Starman’s words were ringing in his head, even as he performed his morning functions. These were the mechanical tasks he learned in BeFo, wash, dress, prepare, but now he felt a new urgency. He took out the Tablet, he found on the alien vessel, and tapped the launch pad with the imprint of his index finger, just as instructed.
It was very much like the InfoTab everyone on TrappistOne possessed, except far more inferior, even primitive. Where his and other Units’ InfoTab could be accessed by psychoImpulse (psychImp), this required almost as much input as output. At least with this tablet, a cumbersome lump of hardware that he dared not carry about, he could record his actions and discoveries without entering them in to the Grand Unit Consciousness (GrUnCo).
By not using PsychImp, he avoided his discoveries becoming part of the collective consciousness. It was another step outside, a step away. His mind was already gathering memories and a panoply of emotions, he struggled to comprehend. By studying the alien chronicles on the Tablet, he noted and described each experience. So far, as far as he could gather, he experienced fear, anticipation, excitement and dread.
The Starman’s songs were a warning, he figured.
Look out my window and what do I see
A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they’re here to stay
But he must be careful. The receptobots were programmed to notice change, in his behaviour, even his thoughts, through PsychImp, could trigger alarms in the GrUnCo. The Starman came from a far away planet, out there in the stars. His journey was long and not without difficulties and problems.
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
And that urgency, he felt, was fueled, not just by the fear of being found out, but by his compelling to desire to discover the truth. Yes, that was it, an obsession.