/lit/ - Literature

>>16593977
Finished part 3 of the first book of Hyperion. And I can already tell that this story won't come to a clean conclusion in this book alone. It's probably going to end on a cliffhanger. I mean, 3 parts made it to the halfway mark. And 3 more characters still have to tell their story. So yeah, I'm already guessing that book 2 will be required reading.

I really liked the third part. It was the poet's story. Or at least part of the poet's story. I feel like he left out A LOT of information. That is assuming he's telling the truth about half of it. But the story he did tell was far more interesting than the last.

I still don't know what's happening. But the way the poet kept emphasizing the shrike being his muse, made me think back to how the soldier fell in love with the sim girl, before she turned into a shrike like being. It makes me wonder if that wasn't her plan from the beginning. She needs someone to become infatuated with her, before she can ascend or something? Like the shrike need someone to conjure them with their own thoughts? IDK. It's just an interesting parallel between her and the poet's muse. Both Shrike beings killing on a human's behalf.

They keep mentioning these time tombs. And supposedly they're going back into the past??? I think this is somehow connected to the muse thing. The simulation was described more like a dream than an accurate simulation. There must be some connection between dreaming, time and travel, and it involves death. Oh yeah, and then there is the death and the true death. Could it be that the shrike are some kind of semi-dead state that can move through time via dreams? Afterall, the soldier mentioned how dreamy his whole experience with the sim girl was. And that dream state came about after a near death experience. hmmmmmm

I liked the poet city, or whatever it was called. You guys are probably going to crucify me for saying this, but it gave me a Dark Souls feel. Just this ancient opulent city that was occupied by godlike beings, until it was quickly abandoned and left to weather away. While the remaining residents went mad, and slowly died off one by one.

Can't help but to think there was some George Carlin influence with the whole part about only being able to speak 9 words, and they're all curse words.

I'm surprised by how much of the "web" the author foresaw when he wrote this. Like, the book isn't super old. The internet was technically around when the book came out. But to project it's uses as far as he did is impressive. Or maybe he just made up magical mumbo jumbo and technology simply evolved to match it. Either way, it's pretty cool.