“Of course there’s evolution, son. How stupid do you have to be to argue against something as plain as the nose on your face as evolution? Change. Change, son. Evolution has nothing to do with fish and birds or monkeys. Don’t you believe in change?"
“Yes, I suppose.”
“Then you believe in evolution. Hope, son, it’s all about hope. Where is your hope? Don’t you know we’re all about to evolve again? Yep, another change is coming. The big one.”
“I don’t think you’re talking about evolution. Not in the way….”
“Oh no? What do you call it, mister?”
“I’m not sure but…”
“But nothing. You think humans are going to be around for ever? You think we got anything to say about it? We don't don't have the last word in this one. You don't think you've got the last word, do you?”
“No, I guess not…”
“There’s something inside you, son. Inside all of us. Something living. It’s about to come out. You’re going to lose that body one day. It ain’t fit for what’s to come. Everything will change…”
“That’s more like metamorph—“
“Oh I see. Now you got a new name for it. Call it what you will, but the big change is coming.”
“So what’s this thing inside us?”
"Can't say for sure. But it's all new, son. All new. You'll get yourself a new body. This one won't work no more when the change comes. I'd like to think my new body's going to be one of them muscular types. You know, like rippled and such..."
"Really?"
"Yep, that's what I'm thinking..."
"But this thing inside. What's that?
"You ask a lot of questions son. Some thing's are harder to explain than others. This thing inside you is alive. It's really not part of your body. Your body's just sort of holding it together. It's the part of you that thinks. And talks. And feels things--you do feel, don't you, son?"
"Of course."
Well then that's the part of you I'm talking about. The 'real' you.
"And what happens when it comes out?"
"Son, that's why you'll need a new body."
