Ancient Mythology for a New Earth / by Maré Hieronimus

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And while we were busy fighting each other over the color of our skin, a much greater threat lurked over the hill.

This evil had been cultivated quietly for centuries, millennia, wholly unnatural and mechanistic, singular and simple in its desire to dominate. And its leaders and emissaries had convinced most in the tribes that the enemy was not them and their shadowy factions, but that the enemy was their neighbor. Indeed they had planted unnatural seeds within all of our bodies long ago so that we would actually hate one another for our incredible diversity, all the while planning and plotting far more sinister things.
For the earth was on fire now, and how were they going to secure their enormous power and resources? And the sky was falling now, and how were they going to maintain control over so many tribes?
And for these twisted beings, they fed off of our hatred and division, it provided just the fuel needed for their domination to fully take root.

But there had always been some who were awakened.
And now, there were more who were awakening. Every day, rumors spread of strange happenings, stories grew, which were the ancient stories and the ancient truths taking fresh shape and form, and some in the tribes became more curious and began to question.
Why did they hate each other so?

And there were some who refused to hate, no matter what had been injected into their sacred bodies years ago and centuries before, their were some who refused to target their neighbor, who refused to play the tribal games that were set upon them, knowing that humanity could be much greater than these atrocities.

And, this renegade untamed band was growing, spreading like wildflowers through the hills, blossoming at night, the secret and mysterious beauty of humanity, the untamed heart of the sacred body, born natural, wild and free.
And this band would not fall in line quietly.
They would never fall in line.

This was the beginning of the deeper resistance. This was the beginning of the story of the rebirthing of our humanity, the rich tapestry made more rich by the nature of freedom herself, despite those who would take it from us.