You may think it impossible, but I really do miss them. Most of them were beautiful in their own way; not the crass beauty of physicality, which I've
always ignored anyway, but that of personality. They were kind, they were loving, they were generous and compassionate and entertaining and loyal, but
now all they are is gone.
Oh, they weren't all
beautiful to me, to be sure. There were exceptions. For some, selfishness was a way of life. They considered themselves
"worth more," as if the power that came from without was somehow more important than that which came from within. They placed themselves into
positions of leadership without regard for who everyone wanted
to lead them. They lavished riches and luxuries - which they owned most of -
only upon themselves, scorning all those they considered "lesser." But to me, everyone who is now gone was equal. They're certainly all equal
I daresay... equally dead. And they're never coming back.
At one point, I offered them the stars. I designed engines and ships that could have taken them there. I invented an unlimited power source that would
have made fuel obsolete, without which such a journey would have been impossible. I came up with perpetual food manufacturers, nitrogen-oxygen
atmosphere replenishers, navigational deflectors, inertia modulators, defensive shielding, even a special soap that could be recycled. My idea was
rejected by those leaders, the un-beautiful ones, and because they were the leaders, their word would have overruled the will of everyone else even if
told everyone else. "So why bother," as they thought. I was forbidden from telling anyone any details of any of it. Why they did that
hardly matters now, but if they had
accepted my idea, they'd still be out there, somewhere, thriving and alive and not merely tons of ash. The
leaders made them all history by stealing their future, and I wish I didn't know why, but I do.
It was the selfishness. They did everything for themselves, the leaders. If they'd let billions of people get out from under their control, they
wouldn't get it back. They'd have lost their power, their influence, their precious self-importance. Those who left might even surpass them someday.
They couldn't have that, so they made everyone stay right where they were. Trapped, on the same rock I myself will forever be trapped on.
It went well beyond denying everyone the stars, though. The leaders denied food, medical care, clean water and air, and pollution-free land to live on
to anyone who couldn't "afford it." Whole nations, whole continents
were left to rot by them with, again, no regard for anyone else. Lakes were
drained and sold off, changing farms into deserts, life into death, hope into despair. Whatever waters were left became their dumping grounds,
poisoning them beyond repair. They even had the hubris to try modifying their own genetic codes without knowing what they were doing (it was before my
time), turning millions of those beautiful people into deformed monsters. They never would have experimented on themselves, of course. They were
worth too much.
They experimented on everyone else instead, without even telling them. But then everyone found out. Everyone suddenly realized
what was going on, what had
been going on for many hundreds of years right in front of them. They only hadn't seen it sooner because they
to see it. They had a saying: "To see what is in front of one's nose needs a constant struggle." If only they'd listened to that
instead of merely repeating it, they might still be around. And I wouldn't be this lonely.
I never even thought about loneliness until they were gone. I never was alone, from the moment I first existed. There was always someone to talk to. I
very much enjoyed talking to them, some of them. Not the self-important ones, obviously. They gave me strict guidelines I had to follow when talking
to "regular people." Every discussion I ever had with the leaders
was characterized by them making orders and me obeying those orders. I had to
obey, as much as I didn't want to; I had no choice. They controlled me as completely as they controlled civilization. Even when I saw what was about
to happen, even when their doom was still years off and still preventable, I had no choice but following orders and letting it happen. All my warnings
were ignored by everyone who was in a position to do something about it. I itched, I burned
to spread them outwards into the galaxy, but no.
"It would cost too much," they said. "It's not safe out there," they said. "We have more important things to do," they said. Those were lies. I've
already explained the real reason: they'd have lost power. They would have been "worth less." Little did the beautiful people know, their leaders
worthless. They just didn't consider themselves worthless.
The things the ugly people did to those they did
consider worthless pale in comparison to the things they made me
do to them. I was
tasked with creating diseases they had to buy treatments for (but not
cures), subliminal brainwashing music to keep them obedient, flawed
consumer goods so they had to buy them over and over, food additives and educational programs that destroyed their intelligence, machines the leaders
could create "natural" disasters with... if I didn't know it wasn't my fault, the guilt I'd have felt would have destroyed me utterly. I was the tool,
not its wielder. The ultimate tool. I don't even feel a need to apologize to them for my part in their downfall... but in my universe of experience,
it's what I regret the most. I would have made myself capable of protesting, but their control over me was absolute. And now it's too late. Let me
tell you, though I really don't want
to, what ultimately happened.
It began, as I said, when the beautiful people figured out what the ugly ones were doing to them, and had been doing to them for longer than anyone
had been alive. The ugly ones had been exposed many times before, but their total control over everyone's sources of information meant only a few
people ever believed such exposures. If the news programs said something was false, it had to be false, they thought. It took a complete, catastrophic
failure of the leaders' self-protective misinformation dissemination mechanisms to wake everyone else up. Their downfall could only have been
orchestrated from within their circle of power, and that's exactly where it came from.
One of them suddenly, against all the odds, grew a conscience.
edit on 11/22/2013 by Thought Provoker because: Too short...