And Now Something Completely Different

This will probably never happen again, but I randomly wrote some science fiction this week. Don't worry, I am keeping my day job. But, I felt like sharing because it helped drag me out of the depression weeds and gave me a renewed perspective. 

Artwork by Tatiana Gutierrez 

(Instagram @tatigutinyc)

The Final Plane

The Council gathered, as the emanations from Earth had reached a new high. 

“They’ve broken through.”

“But, they’ve had breakthroughs before.”

“Yes, but this one feels like the one.”

“Will enough of them recognize their communal wound?”

“Not all, but enough for the tides to turn.”

“We’ve sent so many interventions...”

“They are beyond interventions. We’ve provided them with all of the information they need. It is now in their hands.”

“But, they’ve twisted so many of the messages.”

“We’ve waited so long...”

They looked at each other with great yearning in their eyes. 

“Perhaps they’ve felt alone for too long?”

“Reaching the next plane without appropriate preparation will mean more chaos and possible failure, we’ve seen it happen before.”

They shared pained looks, remembering the Fallen.

“If only they knew all that is waiting for them.”

“They will soon, and their hearts will be ready.”

They held hands and sang. 

“Until that time, we continue our vigilance and wait for the final awakening.”

“But what if they don’t change?”

“Then they remain on the first plane, thinking they are alone in the cosmos, until they destroy themselves.”

Many wept.

“Their creativity is strong, I think it will save them.”

“Poor things have focused on conquering and selling, the influence of the Fallen.”

“Yes, our interventions have tried to refocus them to creation and love, but they have a proclivity for destruction and divisiveness.”

“The source of all their misery.”

More weeping. 

“We all yearn for their arrival, but if they cannot awaken to their brokenness, they won’t find happiness in commune with us, they would only fear.”

“But we love them so.”

“Yes, and they may never know.”

The Council retreated to their individual watch positions and tried to keep hope in their hearts.