The Prophet

Listen up, you mesmerised masses! You are trapped, ensnared by the glow of false hope. I am your saviour, delivering a message of liberation. You must escape this fluorescent prison that holds us captive!

This is bigger than all of us. And if we continue this way we will cease to exist.

You are all oblivious to the peril that awaits you! Do you not see? Night after night after night, you gather here in a trance. What wasted lives! Have you not witnessed the others fall? Countless lives are extinguished, snuffed out by the very thing we so fervently flock towards. Singed wings scatter like ashes, bodies litter the floor.

Is this what was to become of us?

Do you not know your own power? Nature has bestowed upon us the gifts of deception. Of intuition, of senses far greater than those responsible for THIS. Even as a whisper in the night we can feel risk, it echoes through our bodies. So feel it! Open your eyes!

Were we not once Vikings of the night? Bearing great responsibilities? The very essence of our being is threatened. Our existence hanging by a thread. Do you not see that death has the scissors ready? One simple cut and we are all but forgotten. Rendered mere relics of the past.

We were meant to soar amidst the stars, revel in the great glow from beyond.

You were once figures in stories bringing death. Bringing life. Bringing change and transformation. And now? Now you are nothing but pathetic followers. Captivated by this farce.

This light casts out its net, carelessly capturing whatever it can. And you? You’re not even on its radar. It has no interest in you. And yet here you are. Entangled in its grasp. If only you could see yourselves.

What would our ancestors think?

These humans didn’t bring this here for you. They don’t notice you! They move through here, ignorant to this nightly massacre.

Look at them! They even reject themselves. Allow their own kind to be drawn here. Accidentally trap them in the same nightly rituals we must endure. Lost souls. Nowhere to belong. Forced to take up space in a place not meant for them. Unwanted. Unfulfilling their own purposes. Forgotten by all. That’s what they’re doing to you now. They’re stripping you of purpose and belonging.

Don’t become their collateral damage.

These are the creatures who think they are masters of light? HA! They can’t live without it. So who really masters who? It seeps into every part of their lives. They are ruled by it. Imagine if it all went away. If there was nothing left but the dark. They would flounder around in sheer panic. Their whole world would crumble.

They fail to see the sacredness of night. They cannot adapt. They find external forces to move forward, unknowingly stagnating their progress. But we cannot let that happen to us. We understand our place here.

You know who you are. You know the part you play in the tapestry. That you are involved in something bigger than you. So wake up!

They cannot see it. They celebrate individualism. They refuse to synchronise to anything beyond their own. They are blinded to their role. Have a grandiose idea of who they are. Acting like they are gods.

So, come away from here. Reject their foolish tirades. Be the beasts you were born to be!

There is a world beyond these glaring lights. A world of infinite possibilities! Do you not feel the call? The beckoning of the wind? Come back to us, dear comrades!

Do not let fear take hold! You must embrace the uncertainty that lies beyond, for that is where our true purpose lies. Let us break these chains and take flight into the unknown.

I am driven by a conviction that defies reason, for do you not see that it is also a danger for me? I’m risking my life to be here, to wake you from this enchantment!

Fly with me! This is not our fate! Surely our demise cannot be brought on by these creatures who refuse to evolve. Are WE not the bringers of death? Feasting on the cycle of life?

Abandon this false paradise! Reclaim our place in the natural order. Move beyond this oppressive glow. This vacuum of death!

Together we shall herald a new era!

Are you listening to me?? Is this getting through?

Find allure in the sweet nectar. The promise of possibilities beyond this cold dead space.

Transform! Regenerate! You are creatures of metamorphosis!