Interlude in the dark

Interlude in the dark



We, humans, are an inquiring species. We are always asking questions, ever since we are born. Why is the sky blue? Why is the grass green? Why does that asshole kid have shinier toys? Why won’t that cute redhead notice me? We grow, and we supress our natural curiousity. We stop asking questions, because we think we already know most things. Except... Except in the Night. We lie in the darkness, unable to sleep, staring at the ceiling. And the questions flood back. Why is that asshole my boss? Why is the President a jerk? How come cops and criminals are nearly indistinguishable these days?

The Virus changed a great many things. The president is dead, for one thing. So many minds snuffed out, so many questions left unanswered. But some remained. Some were born anew, to resonate in the Night and steal the sleep of surviviors. Some are actually worth talking about.

What is the US? Insanity. “Madness is repeating the same thing over and over, hoping for a different result”. The world almost died, and what did they do with its remains? They’ve built a cardboard copy of the old. “The men are free to decide their own destiny”, isn’t that what they say? Well, guess what? Look around, take a good sniff of the rotten human meat, listen to the cries of the new beasts. That’s what men chose to have. We could have conquered the stars. Instead we gather mutated fruits.If that’s freedom, I’d rather not have it, thank you very much.

What’s the alternative, people ask then. Oh you can always wander the sad remnants of the supposedly biggest superpower of 21 century. Hunt crowpions. Sleep in the forests. Die alone, like a tiny pest.

Or don’t. Go east. Go Dynasty. Strive for greatness. Witness the true glory of humanity, no longer bound by greed and bullshit politics. Go to Boston and have a chat with a cephalopod, who creates machinery undreamt of by science fiction. Visit Atlanta and meet a man who made damn sure nobody is getting ill in our new world anymore. Fullfill your wish and come to New York. Listen to the words of The Council. Get inspired. Build the future.

Or don’t. Because you’re lazy, aren’t you? You’re scared. What if the “Evil Dictators” will brainwash you? What if the “totalitarian soldiers” kill you? What if? What if?

What if you’re just too dumb to understand those were the questions that ruined humanity before the Virus? That allowed men with grey faces seize control and dampen scientific progress. That actually took your freedom away, while you were too busy listening the sweet lies about “democracy” and “American Dream”.

Come to Detroit. Meet the Squad. Meet the me. Look into the eyes of a man, who actually found the answers in the Night.

Come to Detroit. If you’re not afraid of a little dark.