My Lungs Taste The Air Of Time, Blown Past Falling Sand…

Brad Dourif in Dune (1984)

Frank Herbert’s Dune 2000 - Sci-Fi  I Adventure I Drama I Fantasy

dune: part two // the lovers - rene magritte

Sting as Feyd-Rautha - Dune (1984)

by  Alex Jay Brady

What if I’m not the future of House Atreides? Dune (2021) dir. Denis Villeneuve

REBECCA FERGUSON photographed by Chiabella James as Lady Jessica on set of DUNE (2021)

Paul could have fallen on his knife at any time.

The books, and the most recent movies, present Paul's descent from 'somewhat innocent son of Atreides' to 'dark Messiah' as something he had no control over, to an extent--the power of the prophecies, of the Bene Gesserit manipulations, of the political forces at work, and of eventually the actions of specifically Jessica were just too powerful and too inescapable. It is presented as a tragedy, with all of the inescapability that entails. There is no choice.

But there is always a choice. There always has to be a choice. These machinations only work if they have the right tool. So what do you do when you want to escape being the figurehead, the spark that lights the fire that is the Jihad? You must take away that spark. Permanently.

But that's the thing, isn't it? The only way out was so drastic Paul would never have taken it. To fall on his knife would be to leave behind his mother and his growing sister and Chani, it would be to betray Stilgar, it would be to end the male line of House Atreides (remember how gender works in this world, remember how women cannot hold power outside of religion) and betray his father, it would be to give in to the Harkonnens.

But to fall on his sword would also be to deprive the machinations of the Bene Gesserit of their Kwisatz Haderach, the corrupted fundamentalist faith of the Fremen their Messiah, the looming Jihad its figurehead and focal point. Perhaps it wouldn't be enough, perhaps the focus would have simply shifted to Jessica or even Alia, gender roles notwithstanding, but it's still a powerful act, a powerful message to send--that one would rather die than act to cause death.

Or perhaps the route the galaxy would go without the Jihad would be worse in the long run. Perhaps the Fremen would stay an oppressed people; but I want to believe that Chani (specifically Chani in the recent movies) is correct, that the Fremen need no outside Messiah and would have freed themselves. That maybe the galaxy wouldn't get better, but it certainly wouldn't have gotten worse.

And isn't that awful? For a non-tragic ending to require such a tragic choice?

A Dune thought I was having recently is about when Leto II bonds with the sandtrout in Children of Dune. I was thinking about the role of the sandtrout in the sandworm's lifecycle, as larva, but how it cordons off water so the worm can flourish. When the sandtrout bonds to Leto II, it's like it would cordon off the water in his body so it can begin to flourish.

So he's watered and unwatered, human and sandworm, male and female, ancient and of the future, merciful and notoriously without mercy, Tyrant and redeemer... and like where the Fremen take the dead to sap their water, he's a living deathstill. It's good, it's very good.