The Possibility of an Island, by Michel Houellebecq

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Among the noise of our routine, between the frenetic pace of life, alienation and the creators of opinion who think about us, it is always good to find books such as The Possibility of an Island, a work that, although part of an absolutely Science Fiction environment , opens our minds to an existential thought abstracted from our circumstances.

Because science fiction has a lot of that, of becoming a prism from which to see differently, a spaceship with which to see our world from the privileged vision of what is alien. By reading CiFi we become strangers to our world, and only from the outside can one objectively understand what happens inside.

Daniel24 and Daniel25 are, as you can easily guess, clones. Its existence is infinite, immortality is an option. But existence without limits has its beastly shortcomings. What is the point of living forever if the counterpart is not valuing the moment? These clones are void, nullified beings.

Everything works in life thanks to its well-known expiration. You want the fleeting, you long for the ephemeral, you love what you can lose. Nothing is truer than these extremely easy-to-understand axioms.

Michel Houellebecq brings his sarcastic touch, a humor that resounds like an echo in an empty cosmos, a laugh like the din of all our vanities.

The two clones, 24 and 25, find the diaries of their primal self, the original, as it is named in the novel. The testimony of this finite being from which both clones left reaches them until they reactivate their spark of life, the one that ignites vigorously because it also anticipates their inescapable extinction. Doubts awaken feelings and emotions. Love and pleasure reappear, and then everything is called into question, even obsolete immortality.

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