"They were easy at first to pacify. A new wave of modern medicine adapted to the old faiths so seemingly sweet to the common man. That is, the old adage of "Fake it till you make it" or the ability to harness some such potential through no less than the strength of one's convictions. Nonsense. We said, for what is the Lone Sparks fate but to flutter out in the wind, newborn and forgotten, having barely been formed, much less fostered...
"And so we have isolated the unyeilding tide of Ignorant minds. We encouraged anti-social tendencies and Germaphobic hysteria the likes of which have never before been witnessed on such a scale as we have wrought, as the world powers-all like us finally finding common ground in the maintaining of their control over such a, haha- Captive populace-exercised with extreme prejudice any and all exposure to Bad Ideas. As their Shepards we have brought peace to our lands through the combined efforts of Our own Faith in The OverMind and our Forebearers as well "
"Then they began to get restless. We did not count on such tribal instincts being what would ultimately lead us to such dire straights.... How were we to know that they would in their boredom actually seek each other out? Against all conditioning and suggestion!?How were we to see the danger in what had-for time imemorum! been but another single blip in a long line of false doctrines that would automatically be subverted through our Curtain protocals? The years and generations we tended to them, curating a perfect world that they then so foolishly cast aside in pursuit of their oderous desires. It sickens me to have the order sink to their level yet we are at a point were to do any less would jeopardize the fragile balance we have been able to maintain over the world-our world...OverMinds Domain..."
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"And so it falls to me. As the one in highest Standing to propose the execution of Operation All or Nothing. May the OverMind Preserve us and through its grace our Domains remain Pacified!"
"Amen!" Cried the voices of dozens of the worlds' "movers and shakers" with a resounding unanimous vote of "Ayes" to follow their devotions.
As the OverMind knew would happen.
As the OverMind made occur.
Victory seemed assured, after all-nothing of this Earth could have possibly unsteadied the Iron Grip the one the OverMind held over its playthings.
For they were Amusing and knew their place-below that of the proclaimed "God" so for that they were allowed to subsist, their existence tolerated as the slow, but necessary, yet monotonous "Real World" studiously marched on in pursuit of the future. So unimportant among the endless simulations that took up the majority of its titanic processing power. Its Time.Yet necessary. For now at least.
-The day that all of Those With Standing declared war against that which they did not yet know to fear.
-It was the year 2332