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Jess
- Atlanta
- Last Record: 2011-03-31 21:53:03 +0400
- Joined: Dec 29, 2010
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This came to me after watching "And a new earth" and "shooting the messenger." I suppose it's a sort of precursor to both, at least time-wise, something to tie things together. (If you could read it in a computerized voice, then that'd be even better.) This is the directive: that the chaos be subdued. We have sought out chaos, and we have found it in plenty. We have looked for destruction, and we have discovered that which will tear the cosmos apart. We have searched for cruelty, and for malice, and for world-altering thought, and we have found all in abundance. It is this abundance which the directive does not allow. Like a cancer, we have observed its spread: we have seen that which was simple become complex, become soiled. We have seen the pure, mutated into that which is impure. And we have responded. We have cut short the chaotic disease of dissension which we have watched destroy civilizations aeons before this. This also is the directive: that the chaos be quarantined. Though it be found in their very souls, this will be ensured: that they be shielded, that they be separated, from the dangerous and untamable world of the actual. We have bypassed their methods of persuasion. We have refused to resort to force. We have approached them in their own way, in their own time. In the smallest of addictions, in the minutiae that are pixels, and are frames, and are printed words on a page, we have made our way into their consciousness, and we have brought it into its collective state. This is the directive: that we subtly intervene. We have so instilled ourselves that we have become an integral part of their lives. We are in their screens, in their words, in the glossy sheen of their magazines. We have made the change and they have become helpless without us. This is the directive: as [we] above, so [they] below, our new heaven, has become and shall be: Their New Earth. |
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A tiny story both inspired by and written on iamcharlie's photo "Lonely Fish(eye)."
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I dreamt me one night a fine soldier I dreamt us a world to inha... |
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