The World's Great Sigh

Asha slept through another dreamless night in an unseeing, unfeeling world. Asha’s life was a series of routines. A life of toil and duty that enslaved the majority of Earth’s population run by The New World Order and the 1% who drove it.

Unknown to the masses, a new monument stood erect in a secret place encrypted with the languages of ancient cultures. This was the new tablet that the 1% lived by, and the tablets of old, such as the biblical commandments and those of other religions, were lost to the masses. People were reprogrammed in an instant. It happened so quickly nobody noticed. In fact, hardly anybody noticed anything at all.

The majority did not dare to dream of another life. Their lives, names and roles in society, including Asha’s, were pre-programmed before birth to accept the Way of The World and not to question what is. Questions resulted in shock waves sent through their bodies numbing them back into submission. This was executed through Nanoparticles running through the veins of The People. An engineering feat of biotechnology that had taken hold in the 21st century.

Back then, scientists had created robotics to leave space for free creative thought and a thing called entrepreneurialism. Nanotech for humans started as a noble idea, however, the 1% took the idea of autonomy and changed it to one of obedience, not through education, but through a series of shots, said to be for the good of The People to keep them safe.

In the early stages many had protested against the inoculations, but eventually most conceded as they wanted their lives to return to normal, to be able to travel to see their loved ones and experience The World. Those who did not concede were inoculated through subversive means, unaware of the methods that infiltrated their everyday and eventually their bodies and minds.

A select few had escaped the program through foresight and fled to places unseen by the net of satellites that spied on the masses from above. They threw away their phones that tracked their every move, including their biometrics and eventually, their thoughts. They were The See-ers, and The Criers, not known in Asha’s world.

Some people lined up for the Human 2.0 program thinking they would hack their way to a better life. These people thought they were innovators. They did not notice the reprogramming as it occurred. They fell victim to the plan of the New World Order. They fell into line just as the uneducated and the unprepared had done.

The See-ers and The Criers who escaped become outcasts from society. They had the advantage of free thought and insight. They had a deeper connection to the earth and the ability to telepathically communicate with others of their kind.

The See-ers and The Criers had no power in the New World and could not return as they faced the real probability that their bodies and minds may become infiltrated by the nanotech that controlled all those in obedience to the 1%.

In this New World babies were no longer conceived through procreation. Babies were conceived via test tube as it was believed to be dangerous for people to have meaningful relationships. Relationships led to emotions and emotions were the key to self-realisation and manifestation of ideas and realities beyond the grand plan of The New World Order.

The See-ers and The Criers however, retained their old ways. They had caverns underground, and as long as they remained on their patch of unseen earth, they were left alone to survive the best they could with small fields of food. They used old-fashioned filtration systems for their water supply to ensure no nanotech seeped through into their food supply. They were free to think, feel and procreate at will although fertility was low. They were thought to be primitive by the 1% as they had no upgrades and no technology.

Psyn was one of the See-ers. Psyn had long ago become infertile. Psyn now spent days meditating and singing with intent to heal The World. Psyn sent mental messages to other See-ers and Criers who were strategically placed around the world asking them to join in the singing with the intent to heal The World. Healing needed to be a collective event for it to work.

The See-ers knew that objects from the past held clues and vibrations from ancestors gone by. Psyn had one such heirloom. A silver locket, passed down through the family containing a lock of hair from her great-great-great grandmother and the Roman Numerals XIV scratched into the opposite face.

The hair was the DNA of her family line. The locket was kept hidden on her body at all times. This was her most important possession apart from her mind and her free will.

Krison was a powerful Crier. The Criers felt the unfelt emotions of all those across the earth. The emotions that could not be felt and were banned in The World that was.

The Criers played an important role in understanding things like joy and pain that had driven The World into a frenzy just before free will was lost. The Criers collected their tears that fell, as the tears held the energy, vibrations and emotions of the those who could no longer feel. The Criers also tapped into the collective thought of The See-ers, and it was through this collective that a plan was hatched to free The People of The World.

The Criers and The See-ers mentally made a united plan to use their minds and hearts together and pray for the consciousness of The New World, for a New Earth, each bringing with them their most precious possession. Be it an object that held the Akashic records of the past, the DNA of generations gone by, or the tears of the collective emotions unfelt by the masses.

A time was arranged when the planets were in alignment. Each brought forth rare crystals, rocks, hair, feathers, and flowers creating shrines to focus intent for the consciousness of humanity.

All of humanity, The People, were unaware of this intention. This ritual of massive intent. They had spent their days unknowing that there was anything even remotely wrong with the way they lived. It was what it was. Asha was no different to any other of her kind. She dutifully went off to sleep at the allocated time and slept in her bubble of no thought just like all the others.

The time had come. The shrines were set. The planets aligned. In honour of the moment, all clothing was shed except for the objects of ritual and intent brought to the collective ceremony through The See-ers and The Criers.

Krison and Psyn combined in a radical energetic vibration as did the others who had tapped in on the mind frequency.

The Criers cried and wailed a sea of emotion that sent shock waves out into the universe.

The See-ers saw downloads of past, present and future all at once. They focused the energy of sight into one great vison for all of humanity to rise, awaken and become free from the technology and biotech that had infiltrated and enslaved their everyday.

As the planets fell into sharp alignment, suddenly The World heaved a Great Sigh. As The World heaved and shook, a great rumble rose from the deep core of the earth. At that moment rocks tumbled, and ash spewed out of widening crevices as a great wailing sound pierced the silence of the night, after which the strange smell of flowers covered the earth, and a blanket of ether covered all that was.

Asha woke to the rumbles of The Great Sigh, as did many others. The predawn dark was a moving, swirling field of light particles that settled on everything. Asha breathed in the air expecting it to be foul and dusty, but strangely, it wasn’t. It was the purest breath of a thousand breaths, soft and fragrant like a thousand flowers, not that she had ever experienced flowers.

This was a breath like no other breath before. A breath that filled Asha with a sense of life force and hope. With each breath the sensation deepened. She felt a tingling all over her body that turned into uncontrollable shaking for a minute that seemed like an eternity. Asha fell to the ground as her body and mind went into in shock.

The Great Sigh woke all the people who remained out of their lifelong trance as though something deep had awoken. Similarly, all over The World the swirling light particles had broken the darkness of the predawn and the darkness of their minds. There was a mass fainting The World over.

The Criers and The See-ers, fell not. They held to their intention of the great collective healing. They embraced the light particles and breathed deeply the floral light. Breathing in the wisdom of the ancients, the ancestors, of all the knowledges and emotions that had gone before.

The Criers cried a loud collective out breath, breathing out all the sadness and damaged hurts of The World while the See-ers held their intention of the spirit of wholeness that brought the gift of light and love for The World and The People. Intent for unity and peace, for relationships and free thought to rise once again and to love thy neighbour as themselves. Their deepest intention from the heart was to respect each other’s hearts as though they were their own.

Psyn had held the locket firmly in her right hand and the lock of hair it contained in her left hand all through the ceremony. She now replaced the lock of hair back inside the locket. The job for The People of The World was done. This locket was the key for her generation and held the memories of her lineage. She would hide this locket with the intent for the right person to inherit when the time would come.

All the other See-ers did the same with their object. Krison had instructed the other Criers to release the tears into the rivers when the ritual was complete. The intent was to release all the negative emotions of The People into the rivers of life and allow them to flow forth, dispelling and dissolving all the negative emotions, transmuting them into joy. The rivers spilled joy across the banks of The World, deep down into the underground water systems and up into the atmosphere.

When the rumbling finally stopped, the first light of the new dawn broke the darkness. The swirling light particles dissipated into the ether. Collectively something had lifted from the hearts and the minds of The People. As they stopped trembling a great flowering appeared all over The World that started in their hearts and minds and the earth rejoiced in a blossoming.

It wasn’t realised until later in the day that the Nanotech and all the systems that had been built to control The People had failed becoming inoperative and defunct. However, even the 1% couldn’t escape the ether of light particles. They too breathed in light, love, peace and joy.

Freedom, love and peace blossomed throughout The People as surely as the flowers of The World proliferated.

Any technology that remained became used for the good of all, people animals and plants, as harmony reigned in every heart that walked the Now New Earth. The World celebrated by bringing forth new flowers every day.

And so it was.

Thank you for reading my Tale of a Dystopian World. This story is loosely based on some of the dialogues in various circles of the moment which have provided a rich basis for fiction.

Jacki Fleet