No matter what our composition, what we look like, whether human, animal, or plant, we are all miraculously made up of the very same particles of cosmic dust that are scattered across the universe. Life on Earth is composed of the magical elements that formed the planets and the stars.
Think about it.
Organic cells cannot be destroyed, they stay forever. Every living thing remains in this same universe that gave us life. Your molecules has been mingled with everything that is or ever was. That alone is a good reason for us to treat all life with respect. They are already a part of each and every one of us.
And that is why I wrote my science fiction medical thriller which has just been released. The Organ Harvesters is a damning evaluation of a system that had put technological advancements ahead of human rights, and protection of the environment and every living creature.
Corporate-Government wars of 2020 result in a global Corporit (sic) dictatorship. Its legacy? Escalating climate change, limited food supplies, and clean air only for the elite.
A little about the story:
Dr. Zoe Hidalga, organ harvester in a powerful tri-state medical corporation, is infected with VMAS, an incurable retrovirus that killed her husband two years earlier. At that time the Corporits snatched her daughter, claimed Zoe was an unfit mother. Marked for termination, she is now frantic to get her child back before they drag her away.
Zoe is now hidden in the rebellious society of the Noncorps – outcasts and innovators who wouldn’t or couldn’t survive under the Corporits. The Noncorp society thrives under the guidance and protection of Asher Wind Storm. A visionary, healer, and leader of the Revivers, and Zoe’s future lover, his followers everywhere are already regenerating the Earth’s flora and fauna under his huge Caplac domes.
ASHER WIND STORM
Asher Wind Storm sat on an arid hilltop above a landscape of desolation. Not a hint of animal, insect, or plant life existed in the leached soil that lifted and blew, surrendering itself to every wisp of wind.
In the center of a large circle formed by his closest companions, he reached out, sifted through the lifeless dirt with probing fingers–the earth sucked the moisture from his calloused hands like a thirsty beast. He gathered the particles into tiny mounds and a sudden swirl of air swallowed each pile, morphing the grains into a dust devil that swelled, lifted up, and reached out to the heavens. It hung, suspended like a black angry cloud, before it changed into a hovering apparition of an amber eye that stared down through the suffocating carbon particles surrounding the planet.
The cloud drifted. It traveled farther and farther across the sterile landscape, tossing the dead soil that had not felt the softness of moisture or the swelling of growth for a long, hard decade.
When the eye returned to focus on the Medicine Wheel, a single tear fell from the sky and landed in the center of the circle.
Storm watched the tear settle at his feet, he planted three seeds in that single spot of moisture.
“Together, we must search through the vastness of the cosmos until we reach into the spheres of endless time. Once there, we will gather the embryos of universal life and bring them back to heal our Mother.”
“Thrive!” He held his hands over the seeds.
“We are at peace with all our brothers and sisters. One with all the spirits of our Earth. One with the oceans. rivers, rocks, soil, sky, plants, animals.
“We are them as they are us.
“We are all one.”
JUST RELEASED: The Organ Harvesters Winner of the 2014 Stellar Sci-fi Contest for Science Fiction Dystopian Novel.
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