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ON THESE BIOMIC TALES


  No one knows exactly how the immense microbiome colonies in us will become conscious, but it will happen. On the complexity hierarchy the trillions of more-or-less coordinating microbes within us are hard to top. They’ve got to solve the network connections problem, but they are well along on that. 

 Life truth: “Anything of enough complexity will behave in the way we call ‘intelligent,’ and inevitably become conscious.” 

 Since this biomic coming of consciousness could happen any number of ways, these stories try on several possibilities.

 Exciting stuff, speculation. For the sake of these stories, just go along with the premise that this has happened; the networking problem has been solved by Mother Nature, AKA evolution. The biomes deduced that their hosts - thee and me - were in trouble, and to remain fit enough for survival we needed help. Voila, consciousness!

 Hopefully you will share the revelation that we are not alone within ourselves. Discuss it with your biome. Or with your subconscious. Same thing?



ON THE NOVELLA

Inside those bright blue covers is a novella and five short stories. The novella, Spring Forward, is 108 pages and foreshadows Scooter's new book Lucas 2.0. It is kind of a super espionage story. The President of the U.S. - and his microbiome - are deeply involved. Much of the action is in a hollowed out mountain in Arizona. There is a giant alien ship orbiting the moon, and it's doling out gifts of technology worth trillions. The future of mankind might be in the balance, but nobody but a select few biomes know how to find out.



Scooter Duff


 Winner, New Mexico /Arizona Sci-fi category 2020    New Mexico Book Co op.

Other Stuff by Duff

Link to Amazon page for Lucas 2.0
Link to Amazon page for GUT 4.0.
Link to Amazon page for MIZ, Time Tripping With Amazing Females.
Link to Amazon page for A Reluctant God
 

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