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| I wrote this piece after watching 'Taken.' It just jumped into my mind and stayed there until I wrote it down. But then again... maybe I have always know. |
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For those of those who know the truth…
Do you think we run around and tell everyone? We KNOW we won’t be believed. Sometimes, we break down and write “fiction”, giving humanity a glimpse of what we know of the truth. We sit back and take the monetary gain from having a “brilliant” imagination. We smile and nod.
It’s a sad smile. Poor humanity. Wouldn’t know the truth if it bit them in the ass. “Oh, what was that??” We chuckle.
You think what we share is a product of our minds. Little do you know, it’s something deep within us. It’s a truth you have no comprehension of. The visions we see are vivid.
“Describe them!” you say. Sometimes we do. Holding back key elements of the truth. Holding back the things you could not possibly understand. How can we describe something to you that you have no words for.
Ah, yes, the language barriers! If you only knew. Sometimes things are not about WORDS. But, words is what you have limited yourself to.
Sometimes, you are even visited. Just to check and see if you’ve gotten off the planet yet. Again, more chuckles. What would you do out there? Save the Universe from itself?
Mankind. The all-knowing righteous leaders. Another sad smile.
You’ve been kept away from the others. So you cannot contaminate the truth of things. Every now and then, children are born. Children who know the truth. A genetic piece comes back to life from a distant ancestor. One placed here to be forgotten. Both those children are awakened to what WAS.
And sometimes, just sometimes, they share it with you. Sometimes, they don’t even know why. Because, they too, have bought into the lie. They truly believe that they are just being “creative.”
But, every now and then, one of them knows the truth. And that one is silent. Smiling and nodding. Putting the pieces together.
Watching for the truth.
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