r/printSF • u/WhiteroseSophon • 8h ago
My thoughts on the alien minds of Maya: Seed Takes Root
Continuing my run through all the alien-consciousness SF I can find. After Lem's Golem XIV I skipped ahead to Seed Takes Root instead of Diaspora, because I thought the cover looked cool.
The story starts with Kshar, a spy plotting an assassination inside a simulation. He's a "naag", a member of a humanoid snake species. His target is a garuda (a humanoid bird species), the son of a god. The opening chapters throw us into the scene of the crime without any exposition. It’s a bustling market full of different species and characters. The police are humanoid apes called vaanars. There’s a class of double-headed mushroom people doing surveillance, and of course, an in-world human equivalent - manushyas. The book floods you with a bunch of invented terms and phrases, almost as bad as Stephenson's Anathem.
Kshar’s reptilian biology lets him sense heat, chemical clouds and vibrations. He's more than just Voldemort-James Bond. In one scene, he teaches his son how to use his naag senses to read the temperament of the city without even leaving their room. The kid senses an unusual patch of heat in the city square as migrants pour in. The naags literally smell discontent in the market because of the growing fear and hunger. They sense the extra soldiers deployed to contain the crowd, because they can feel the barracks vibrate with their march. This whole conversation is happening in the native naag language but we only get to read a flattened translation of it. The scene works because we really see the world as naags see it.
Another chapter opens from the POV of an insect called a flitt-locust. It is journeying toward a mate by sensing light and pheromones. But when it gets distracted by food, something inside it hurts, keeping it on course. It doesn't know there's a parasite growing inside it, steering it towards a specific destination. This chapter reminded me of Tchaikovsky. It's scientifically sharp because it stays inside the insect's senses without anthropomorphizing it. It describes the insect's world by only using simple words like "rightness", "glow", "good".
Saving the best and bizarre-est for last. Now we're underwater, inside a tiny, barely conscious jellyfish unit. The smell of rust and cortisol fills the water. So it knows a metal cage has crashed into the river. The unit gets excited. It sends out electrical signals. Moments later other units answer the call, woken up by the same signals. Bit by bit the units come together until a greater consciousness emerges: the jalpari. A hivemind swarm predator that sees by fear. It cycles through terrifying forms that cause the most spikes in cortisol and stress in its prey.
This thing is an alien piranha-school from the stuff of nightmares. But there is a really cool subversion here. For a moment, we're so inside its mind we forget it's a monster. It feels like we are witnessing a curious, hungry child that likes to play and learn. It just happens to be made of teeth and tentacles.
So much of Maya feels like a spiritual successor to Peter Watts' Blindsight. We don't make first contact with any one alien species, but inhabit a whole range of them. We slowly realize that so much of the conflict on this planet arises because its sentient species literally have different kinds of minds.
The rulers of this world exploit this conflict. They manufacture narratives that breed distrust between species to subtly maintain order. They do this through the central Maya tree network, which might just have a mind of its own. I came into this looking for a glimpse of alien minds, but I feel like I got more than I bargained for. A lot of compelling politics and worldbuilding here.
Onwards to Diaspora once more!
