"The Iron Meditation" is my experimental surrealist sci-fi book, thus far only published in Norwegian. I decided to share my first draft for the English language version of chapter 5 on my blog.
This will be the fifth of a total of six excerpts. I've taken some time thinking about this one and I've decided not to put out part 5 (of chapter 5) in its entirety since it contains some rather sexually explicit paragraphs. I also decided to turn that up in the English version which is not a direct translation of the Norwegian one.
You can buy the Norwegian version here, here, here or from other sources.
If you want to read excerpts from the Norwegian version of my book, you can take a look at this, this, this or this blog entry.
The Iron Meditation 5.5: Moist bodies corrode (edited)
[Several paragraphs are removed from here. Before the following paragraphs, the main character met a pair of humans, possibly made of iron, possibly real, possibly statues]
And then it ends. As I look at them, they corrode. Within seconds their bodies turn rusty, exhanging an even metal shine for a nonreflecting dryness, like sand on a cloudy day. And to sand they turn, falling apart into red and brown powder, covering me in dust, disappearing, leaving me alone. And even colder than before.
Drumbeat.
Was it even real? The hope of something vanished, but what happened to my thirst? I brush some dust away but it seems to gradually vanish by itself. I don't really know what happened, but at least I want to get moving again.
How is it possible to make something like this? How can this park be the product of one human artist and how can it all be made of iron?
Another information sign: Rust is iron paired with oxygen.
Very well, I hope for water (H2O, that is, I'm certain).
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