Rhea Johal (Present date):
~They all looked into the heavens, the people, wishing heaven would physically come upon them... to save them. I knew that was not going to happen, because there was no need. However the only hope that could save us; our lives; our existence, was ascending beyond the depths of which the heavens could physically reach. Like a rocket with limitless fuel, our hero continued to gain altitude. They lost their hope, and gained the fringing anger... just like the world's fate that was soon arriving in the form of a flaming rock. As he flew higher, their hopes died down further; while as the hammer of chaos hurtled towards us, anger and fear grew to a limitless extent. They claimed, rioted, that the world will soon end in a matter of minutes... seconds. They said the rock WILL hit us... and he won't be there to stop it...
After all this time prior to where we are now, they believed in him. Each and every person had put faith in him, and had let it all drain as soon as this moment arrived. Yet he predicted this would happen, because he knew from the start... about the human state and of the heart that drives this world. He understood us all... someone who finally understood me. Yet they backfired on him as soon as it was his turn to understand himself, just like he predicted. He told me what he knew, about the state of humanity and how it becomes driven; through the desire of instantaneous benefit of self. The instantaneous fuel had instantly drained, as predicted. This fuel is pleasure and self-satisfaction, gained instantly. The instant pleasure had seized to supply them with visible satisfaction of knowing they had been benefited. Long-term visibility is never an option for them, yet they claim it to be their number one priority. This world, this planet has to be thought about for nature and generations' sakes, yet can only be considered once self-satisfaction is acquired. This world's people, they cannot sustain respect for our place of home because of the fear that they will not be benefited... or credited. To that, they call themselves rightful and moral citizens of this planet. He of all people; saviours or Gods, didn't even come from this world, yet he knows everything there is to know about us. Now they call him what they should truly call themselves...
Hypocrites.~
Through a hopeful, yet shallow breath, I uttered "He will save us", and became silent once again looking beyond and away from the hurtling meteor racing towards Earth, and up towards our hero that I knew was ascending to save us.
"That damn coward's not gonna save any of us", an ignorant man standing near me within the scattered crowd of people on a busy street growled, "I knew it from the start, he's weak! He's probably the one that made this rock hurtle towards us-"
"Stop! How the hell can you say that? He's our one and only hero that has the right to be called an actual Hero! How can you betray him like this now?!"
"Ha! Betray him?! That damn alien betrayed us! Look at him, he's going in the wrong damn way! He ain't using his devilish magic to save us. He's gonna have the best seat up there to watch us blow up! Or who knows, that traitor could even be going up there to speed that rock up so he gets a bigger show" This just ticked me off!
"Shut up! Just shut up! You're old but you're definitely not wise" I managed to get a satisfying smirk in the midst of this chaos, "typical, he was right; people like you can't see beyond what you see before you, that's why this is happening and he's teaching us. What he told us and showed us before were all mere lessons. Today is our final exam. And because of people like you, we'll end up failing... more than what you think an exam looks like. This isn't pen to paper circling the right choice. This is real, yet beyond that. What you see before you is God's test of humanity... his test of our will. When, and if, you wake up tomorrow, ask yourself why and how you did..." This actually shut him up, I knew my words had hit him hard because I could tell he was thinking about what I just said. But I knew he was thinking of more than that. He was looking through his memories and remembering what I had explained. His own ignorance had hit him hard, and I was kind of proud of myself because it did.
I would have never been able to say any of that, let alone have hope at all at such a crucial time, if it wasn't for him.
~Our hero, our saviour, our God was ascending to the stars, but not quite as distant. Each depth that took him further into this final quest drew him closer to realizing what he is. Who he is. And to know for sure if he actually is God in this universe. If not, then he will know for sure what... who. If he turns out to be nothing... to himself and this world... he will still always be Saphireous to me.~
Rhea (5 years ago 12:35pm):
~I never understood why I even tried to fight for something I believed in, especially in this world. There was no point in demonstrating acts of gratitude and good will if everyone surrounding me favoured selfish destruction and benefit of self. I was simply adding to their flames, and unfortunately their flames destroyed this planet's health and humanly livelihood. The demeaning fact is that each and every one of us knew what we were causing on this planet, yet we ignore it and blame it on each other. These people cannot handle blame so they commit the same act upon the other. This theoretical chain reaction had spread, blame upon blame turning to anger... then finally destruction. Fear drowned them because they pursued independence from all of their own kind. Yet they make it legal and "set in writing", calling it political independence or economic contracts. They legalize our planet's destruction in order to achieve something they can only short live... believing it will last a lifetime.
This is what humans are... and will continue to be... unless they break the links of this chain reaction. They cannot do it alone... nor can I... yet ironically they fired up this chaos by themselves and soon formed groups of support... cities, nations, extremists. It is when each and every one of us realizes that we cannot save the future individually, nor in the midst of international conflicts.
Therefore... we are lost... forever. We are almost done being physical beings, and only Gods Themselves can miraculously save us now...~
I shut my book of grievances and took a deep and helpless breath. I couldn't believe that I wrote what I just wrote in this perpetual novel, and to think- know- that each word composes the truth begs my morality to just give up and leave... yet I hold on. This world is not lost yet, because only nature can decide if it is or will be.
I glanced outside my bedroom window just to make sure. I saw the afternoon sun shining through the misty blue sky unto the vast green soccer field across from my house. There was no sign of destruction caused by nature as a whole.
"Good... we're still alive..."
Yet I saw something in the distance in the form of black suffocation. Just beyond the houses standing at the north did I see a giant dark cloud rising from an unknown source. I soon heard sirens from fire brigades and ambulances gaining frequency as they approached my street and raced to the deathly smoke. I soon realized that it was a fire raging from a nearby oil refinery when I quickly grabbed out my binoculars sitting inside my bedside drawers and peered through to see the mass building erupt into flames and smoke. From the sounds of the numerous sirens, I knew it was an extraordinarily untameable fire.
Yet I looked down at my neighbourhood street to see people leisurely strutting past, taking a quick curious glance in the direction of the fire and then continuing with their stroll.
Mass chaos and possibly death was consuming lives and the Earth... yet no one cared, thus further enhancing my theory of truth. I surprisingly giggled at that statement, knowing a "theory" composed by a 16 year old girl was actually turning out to be true.
As much as it makes me laugh... it greatly saddens me. So with my head held down in disappointment I looked at the time; 12:41pm, rose up and descended down the stairs to the main floor thinking of more ways to rant about our race. I felt guilty in a way, to know that I was part of this species committing mental acts that resembled their unholy chaos... to want to degrade their place on Earth even more... selfish, but truth.
I stepped onto the cold tile flooring and made my way left to a small religious shrine my family worships in. I comfortably sat down and joined my hands in prayer.
If I cannot help them, it is fate destined by you. But I know only you can change that fate in order to save us all. Please God I beg you, show them all 'everything' like you showed me 'some'. Teach us, save us... test us...-
Firefighter James Lyons:
I became fearful of what more would and could happen to this refinery. I had quickly been ordered to evade the burning dispute and rendezvous to the safety of the fire patrols. We needed a better plan to fight this flame. It was a good thing I was only a few meters away from the crew as I had been fighting the fire at the front gate of the refinery. I saw the gathering of the trucks and conversed with chief and his crew. Suddenly, without the slightest of warning did all Hell break loose.
It was as if a nuclear bomb had exploded in this peaceful city, as a massive mushroom of heat and smoke engulfed everything around us. It felt as if every neurotic sense had suddenly rebelled against me, because the heat had triggered excruciatingly infinite pain! Yet I was surprised, and truly grateful, that it did not last more than two seconds, which felt impossible... yet I didn’t complain obviously. It was as if adrenaline had accomplished its greatest task in protecting me. And at that exact moment did it feel as if time had literally slowed down. I heard violent screams and those gasping for air in the carbon waste field. I fell to the ground, trying to take cover and get my oxygen mask firmly onto my face. I looked at my life support devices that were barely visible within the smoke and also the watch attached to them; through the dark, I don’t know what urged me at that exact point in time to read the time on that watch, I read 12:45pm. I rolled on to my left side trying to gain mental control and managed to see blue sky through a hole in the smoke... I couldn't understand what I saw. It was as if God was physically coming down or I was hallucinating.
I saw a mysterious sparkle of light gently floating down through the oceanic sky. At first I thought it was a heap of debris from the explosion reflecting the bright sunlight. But the sparkle continued its glow and descended down un-naturally, like intentionally trying to land through the clear opening in the smoke. Soon it entered the hole of smoke and without warning once again, intensified its luminosity. Soon I didn't see a speck of smoke... only white light.
Was I dying? Was God taking me up? I wouldn't know... I lost my senses... and passed out.
***
-... And give us the sign that we are finally being tested. You know that we possess the answers; it only requires your education. And you know that once we witness your spiritual light upon us, we will understand... we will change... we will learn.
Tang Ruiyi(Ryan Tran):
“Oh come on! We’ve communicated to the moon and back, isn’t it time we communicate with each other that are so much closer? I mean this is the 21st century, it’s time for us to realize this globe belongs to all of us!”
I lost my attention span just as that statement had been made by a frustrated interviewee on the noon news show on T.V. I let out a silent sighing laugh and ignorantly shook my head at how easy it is to say that in frustration. I took sympathy for that woman though, because I agreed with her more than it seemed and knew how she felt. She was getting annoyed by our species, as was I knowing I had to endure such hardships that she had been outlining within the simple interview.
So I continued thinking of the despondency that this world was bestowed upon, as I walked into my home kitchen to grab a bite. I opened the refrigerator to notice last night’s chicken and asparagus sealed in a large plastic container. For some odd reason, catching a sight of this container threw me off... literally to an extent. However I wasn’t shocked by the sight of the chicken and asparagus, I actually love this dish, but I was childishly jolted by the sight of the actual container. I had only seen that container once in my home... when I dumped it into a trash bag and threw it into the garbage disposal outside my house. For a moment I thought I was being overly-stupid by being astonished by the container’s return. The reason is because I had brought that container from when I visited a Tianjin restaurant a few months ago. The container came with the meal I had bought from there and had eaten in a hotel. I decided that I liked the fiery design on the lid of the container and had brought it all the way back home in Guangzhou. So when I did throw out the container (yesterday), I didn’t expect it to reappear back into my refrigerator with my favourite food in there.
I took the container out of the fridge and visually analyzed it with confusion and curiosity. Did recycling actually just freak me out? Ha! Nah! Recycling is just myth. I arrogantly (and proudly) chuckled at that. So then what? Was I just not using my mind when I threw out some other random container into the garbage? If so, then I think I should get my brain checked in case I have some hallucination disorder. I scratched my head and soon decided to eat the chicken anyways. I scraped it all on a plate and heated it in the microwave. As it was heating up, I made extra sure that this time I had actually thrown out the container. As I threw it into the bag, I smirked at the fact that I put myself on high alert for something as simple and strange as this.
My thoughts were interrupted by the beep of the microwave, telling me my chicken was ready to eat. I walked over and pulled open the microwave door to retrieve my food, and as I did I looked over at the built in clock to see that it read 12:39pm. I began to devour the chicken and asparagus before I even got to my sofa in the living room where the T.V. stood. I fell onto a seat of the sofa and relaxed by putting my feet up on the long coffee table.
I grabbed the T.V. remote and began to flick through channels.
“Welcome to the News Hour, I’m-“
“There were several reports of injuries as-“
“International aid could not be received by the earthquake victims as there was a lack of awareness and support by the-“
“Oh wow seriously? Nothing but news! I’m tired of this man, nothing good on!” I constantly jabbed the remote keys to find something appealing to watch, which only ended in frustration as I reached back to the news session reporting on the apparent earthquake who knows where, “Man who cares who died in a damn earthquake?! Put something we all care about for a change!”
I gave up the fight and submit myself to the news show, endlessly grunting to myself. In the midst of my grunting I noticed a small blue bar at the top left hand of the T.V. screen reading 12:45pm. I sighed loudly and glanced outside the window adjacent to me. At that moment, something had quickly caught my attention.
At first it seemed like another one of my personal mirages, but I focused long enough to see that this floating sparkle was real. I glared at it for so long I was surprised I was able to pay attention for that kind of time. I observed the sparkling object descending so gently down from the sky and... Strangely towards my house... right to me.
I removed my feet off the table and somewhat panicked. Was this a frickin’ plane heading towards me? It couldn’t be, it was descending too slowly... and the sparkle encompassed the whole object- if it was an object that is.
I rose up off the couch and ran to the front door to both escape possible disaster and to see more clearly what the oddly majestic shine was. As I reached the door, it wouldn’t open! I unlocked and fiddled with all the locks and yet still did not unfasten itself from... whatever it’s fastened to.
Now, I panicked.
I ran to the back and tried opening the back door... no luck, “what the hell! What’s wrong with this sh-”, and at that moment did I eerily hear the volume of the T.V. blast up without intention. I literally was shaken down to my knees from the sudden acceleration of sound. Was I getting pranked? Robbed? Murdered? I wouldn’t know. I couldn’t think the slightest bit in a straight direction from all the chaotic sound and the constant fear of the unknown.
I ran to the living room window and looked outside. I saw... nothing out of the ordinary. The object was no longer descending or even visible. I was confused beyond damn belief and felt so stupid once again. Am I seriously losing my mind? I could be, but it still doesn’t explain the sudden boost in volume. So I curiously looked at the loud T.V.
Without warning at all I was interrupted by the frickin’ king of all interruptions! The front door flew open and a GIGANTIC burst of wind obliterated my ability to process! As the door unbolted the hurricane inside my house, the shine reappeared outside my door and intensified. I knew that it was intensifying because I could literally see my red painted walls brightening up and turning white!
The source of the luminosity quickly entered into my house upon my visibility... yet light years away from my belief. The shine erupted in its radiance once again, and all I could see was white while the continuous resonances of the news show I had been watching.
I screamed like I had never screamed before. I was not in pain. This scream was more severe than a as it would come from someone in actual pain. This scream was unexplainable. It was from utter terror aroused by...
By what...?
The end? The beginning? Or neither...
It is then when I lost track of time (and possibly existence) at all did I stop hearing the rupture of the news show and heard an echoing statement within the silent, blank abyss;
“Hypocrites are what we choose to be when we ascertain others that they will end up within this void, while it is ultimately us that are the first to be perceived here.”
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