They were watching
Listening Ever patient awaiting the time
For they knew it would come it has always been so
Thus, forward they came
An appeal to the heavens, spoken an age ago
Pleading for answers, offering all that was possessed
Shaman: scholars of the time close to the answer,
Incapable of reaching perfect enlightenment -
Yet, help they would receive, at a price so immense, ambitious and selfish
A mistake they should not have made
Our ancestors- our past has become our demise
Our ancestral representatives celebrated the arrival
The visitors from the sky
Joyous with the knowledge that their appeal had been answered
These visitors - describing themselves as celestial gatherers, traders, explorers
A half truth
Masking the deception beneath
Offering answers
Knowledge and Truth
But at a price, A fair exchange
They requested life
Aghast
Apprehensive
The forefathers refused
Negotiating; the travellers explained that it would not be their lives;
Not those of the present era
It Would be the future populous: An age away: An age beyond imagination
Our age
Nervously an agreement was made
The celestial ones prepared to reveal their knowledge with the select few to do with as they saw fit
The chosen, schooled by the visitors from the sky not foreseeing the knowledge that lag ahead
Not foreseeing the knowledge they would learn
Unable to be purged from their mind
Irreversible
Departing, the travellers were seen no more
The selected were left with knowledge unimaginable
Disturbed, overwhelmed - no choice but to cease their own existence
Their lives had become futile, with their infinite comprehension
Lives forfeit by their own trembling hands
Blood spilled instead of answers
Long forgotten
Unaware that we must uphold this pact
A deal that exists despite the weakest of principals
They will fulfil a bizarre religious crusade
We belong to the celestial ones: The harvesters of the foolish
Traders and gatherers they are: cunning in their methods
Exchanging what is required fur their spiritual needs our lives
Any life unworthy
Must be halted
Sustaining their faith
The unworthy are those who mishandle true insight
Betraying their future our planet, placed in total stasis
With no meaningful continuation
Like countless before, and endless to come
This is how it will continue
To save their own being
Giving a function, a purpose to their all-knowing lives
This is their belief to weed out the feeble in the cosmos
Those who do not learn should not progress
Those without understanding should not continue