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The Alien Crown
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The 4th dimension passed down a sacred artifact to their heir's ancestry. It is a necklace, amulet, chariot. The age of incarnation is upon us all.
Here is a story from somewhere not here:
Humans believe that their tongue is the only language. What they don't know is that animals speak too. Animals speak with their minds. They meet each others eyes and read the contents of thought. Sometimes they speak with squeals and roars or growls and whimpers. But there is always a layer of meaning in their cries the human ear is incapable of deciphering. This is because the human mind is closed and locked. They paid the price for stealing fire from the Gods. And in their increased Godliness they paid for their vanity. Still, in the early days man could see slyphs and could speak to spirits. Many among men could talk to animals, or at least the shaman among them. This is because their consciousness was still married with the consciousness of the planet. The atoms and electrons responded to the intercourse of man's encounters with reality. Reality was not yet dense and stoic, the way that things would eventually become.
Early man heard the stars speak. They roamed through the forests and heard the night whisper. The trees told stories of the Titans, the tricksters, the great Sun and the fickle seductive moon. The trees told men where the best herbs lay. What would treat sickness, what would make man sick to eat. In return man gave food back to the earth, gave his energy to the plants and performed rituals for the stars.
But somewhere along the way, the Gods began to crave blood. They began demanding blood from man. And when they demanded blood, the vegetation could not speak, but only remain quiet and sullen in hesitation. The truth was that rituals of blood would produce great power for these 'Gods'. Many men were still kind, but many desired to learn the secrets of power and those were the ones whom the greedier among titans bespoke and corrupted. Human sacrifice became a method of producing great power. But really, it was that these 'so-called' gods harvested the energy of sacrifice. The energy was great and severe, but red, like screaming. It always followed with darkness, like diamond mined from the flesh of the conquered.
The human is a strange experiment. All men are different. Some are worthy, others profane. But as time passed, most could no longer speak to the trees or the animals. The nature became silent for them. The slyphs no longer appeared, nor did the fae, and the spirits of ancestors could only access their living kin in dreams, dreams oft forgotten, or disregarded. Eventually mankind's unseen eye shriveled, unused, atrophied, like a dead muscle.
The brain was powerful, but the mind was dull. A small elect group, however, continued to speak with other worlds, the animals, the trees, continued to be chosen, by those from the fourth dimension, to hold discourse with the spiritual world. Some were prophets. Some were madmen. But all were chosen. Those chosen, brought messages from angels or demons to the world of men. This elect shaped worlds, whether wittingly or through the vessel of the spirit.
The chosen few, incarnate with spirits of fire, held discourse with the secret chieftain of hyperdimensional realities. They knew the ancient wisdoms, because they spoke the language of birds. The Green Men, the elect. To this day, they exist, although they have no name. They do not refer to themselves, but we who know of them believe they are the rightful heirs of the Illuminati.
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