The Human farm

    There is seemingly no finality to this existence. However, the end lurks in a crevice somewhere unknown to you. He waits and watches you wander through the days that fade in and out like waves crashing and receding from the shore. He finds pleasure and beauty in bringing a cease to such a mysterious, fragile, and contradicting being. “How can I hate you and love you simultaneously? How can you be so astonishing, in the way you exist so loudly and beautifully; yet you destroy yourself?” He marvels life, and he envies it. Endings however, are a great motive to appreciate and move; to act now.

  The year on Earth is 2547. All across the planet, every and any form of art you could imagine is banned and highly illegal. All history of any creative expression has been slowly erased and is now unknown to humans. It is also illegal for people to connect with nature. All the forests and gardens are guarded. This is because the entirety of Earth since an unknown time has been a farm; a human farm. Beings of another dimension have orchestrated this ordeal invisibly to the human eye. These beings have many names, however the few humans who are aware of their existence call them “vamps”. Vamps feed off of the life force energy of human souls. There are various ways of harvesting the energy. Their favorite way is released via orgasm. This is due to the fact that it is the same energy that has the power to create life, and just create in general. This would bring us back into learning deeper why it is that any creative expression is banned on the planet; the vamps want every drop of that sweet god like creation energy.

  Now you may be wondering what the details entail of how life is on Earth at this time given the circumstances. I will tell you. It is similar to life in America during the late 1900s minus any creativity and open mindedness, and plus upgraded technological advances. The vamps aim for the technology to cause people to become lazier, use less energy, so they can take it. They want humans to be addicted to pornography, sex, technology, alcohol, certain drugs/medications and fast food. The more often unaware humans have meaningless sex, and an abundance of masturbation, the more that creative energy is taken from them. The more humans that are addicted to phones and technology (television, internet, video games, etc.) The more vulnerable the human mind is to control. The more humans that are addicted to alcohol and certain drugs/pharmaceuticals, the lower your vibration and the easier for vamps to body snatch you. Lastly, fast food. I’ll let you figure this one out for yourself. The Vamps utilize very unconscious and unaware people almost as puppets. They run everything. They are the ones in power. 

  Now I will introduce you to who the awakened humans call, the angels. The angels are beings from a higher dimension, where duality is rare. They do not label things as “good” or “bad”, they do not judge anything or anyone, they simply wish for beings across all dimensions to evolve and to wake up to truth. For all entities to come together and be able to coexist peacefully, in a mutualistic way where they learn from another. The angels became aware of what was happening to the humans on Earth. They invisibly started to help the humans to protect their selves and to become sovereign. However, the angels have to be discrete with their efforts, because the vamps have a very strong pull on the humans. They made it so any human talking about something that sounded as crazy as aliens eating your energy and angels saving the day, would be thrown into a psych ward. No one would believe them, they’d be judged and put on medication that will make them just as “normal” as everyone else. 

  Delilah, a 32 year old human during this time, has been unaware of the malevolent under goings that have been taking place. She’s beginning to wake up. Her entire life she had an artist inside, clawing at the door. She was always fighting an impulse to create and invent something new. She hid it from the world but she hated the mundane lives everyone seemed so content with living. She works as an insurance agent. Everyday she’d force herself to put on her grey uniform, eat her boring plain bagel from Starbucks, and listen to people whine about having to pay for insurance. On this day, she’d decided she couldn’t take it anymore. “so if I get life insurance..” A client began to speak when all of a sudden Delilah screamed “FUCK THE LIFE INSURANCE, we’re all just waiting for our days to end just to pass down meaningless things to our families who will die one day too! We’re all going to die and we just waste our lives doing things we don’t care about, things that don’t matter and then we’re just gone. Gone forever!” Delilah stood panting, eyes bulged. “someone get the guard, this ones showing signs of anti-conformism.” Delilah’s boss, Mr. Peter, muttered over his shoulder. In this lovely time on Earth, guards are very common. They are practically everywhere, to maintain conformity. They work for the Global Regulatory System. Which is a group of individuals who basically run the world. Their moto is “conformity is unity, unity is peace”. The GRS's opponent is the National regulatory systems. They believe in having separate nations and only worrying about their nation. The GRS and the NRS are actually the same people who charade as two opposing groups. Everything is under their control.

    “Okay Delilah, you are showing symptoms of anti-conformist syndrome. This is a disease that causes war and chaos. Now tak...” Delilah cuts off the guard “Yeah I know what it is, and it’s bullshit! You’re all brainwashed! Don't you want change? Something new? Something better?” “Change only makes things worse, remember all the wars, of people wanting change? Now take this medication to prevent any worsening symptoms.” Delilah pretended to take the medication, and acted as if she was back to normal. “I’m so sorry I don’t know what got into me. You’re right. Conformity is key.” Later that night, she walked around her neighborhood to look at the moon and the stars. Only about 3 or 4 stars are usually visible. She found solace in the sky, and envied the birds. “I want to be a big cosmic owl and travel the whole universe” she said softly to herself. Delilah played with her long black curly hair to soothe herself. All of a sudden she got an idea and bolted home. She scrambled everywhere looking for scissors. She began to chop off every inch of her hair. She even used her razor she used for her legs to shave every piece she could. Skin bald she smiled in the mirror. She then took all of the now cut off hair and began to form a picture with it. She strategically placed every piece of hair to form a portrait of a great big owl flying in outer space. She stared at the hair created picture and couldn’t stop smiling. She wanted to keep making things. She took every single item in her house hold and made art with it. She made pictures of huge flowers with faces using ketchup all over her walls. She threw eggs against the wall to create a melting sun. She smashed her light bulbs and accidently cut her foot. She used her own blood from the cut to paint the glass pieces red and create roses out of them. Anything to just create something from her heart, she didn’t care. Delilah passes out. 

   A loud knock on Delilahs door wakes her up. “Hey there Delilah, it’s me uhh..John from work” Delilah looks up for a second, and lays back down. “I just wanted you to know that I don’t think that stuff you were saying yesterday sounded crazy…I uh, I just…just....nevermind” John’s voice got lower and turned into a whisper. He started walking away. Delilah Jumps up and opens the door. “JOHN! Come in!” “Wow, I uh love your…bald head?” John slowly walks into the house. “WOAH DELILAH!” John anxiously slams the door shut, looks out the window and closes all the blinds. “Delilah…this is…beautiful and really cool, and crazy, and I just I’m not sure if you’re crazy or not now not gonna lie..” They stare at each other for a minute. “Just, come here.” She shows John the hair made picture of the cosmic owl. “I know this is scary, and weird, and different, and ILLEGAL…but see that owl flying threw outerspace? I want to be that owl. I want to know what all is out there. I want to be free to learn things EVERYTHING, I..I know this is a lot to take in. My heart is pounding so hard right now. But I’ve never felt so, happy before.” Delilah exhales in relief. They both stare at each other, “well, I guess you can’t go back to work with no hair…” They both with no expression stare at each other again. Then they both broke the silence with laughter. They laughed so hard that they were on the floor, in tears. “Wow, I’ve never laughed like that before.” John exclaimed. “Me either, well, except for that one time Joan from work fell into Mr. Peter's crotch and said ‘what’s this small thing poking me?’” “Oh man I had to act like I had to use the bathroom just so I could laugh at that.” John seconded. “Delilah, there’s actually something I want to show you too…” Delilah gives John a look of curiosity. John starts to make a tune on the hard wood floor with his hands, he then begins to sing, “I think I like it when it raiiiinsss, others hate it am I insaneee? I like the way it makes me feel, like I’m actually real. I want to move around in the rain, and do this thing! That I’m doing right now! I don’t know what it is, but I know it’s not aloud! I don’t care, it’s what I love, and for love, I’d rather die than run!” John stops singing. Delilah is silent for a moment, and then bursts out laughing, “I’m sorry for laughing, ahaha, I just, ahahaha wow. That was amazing. I loved it. Wow. And I also love the rain." “It’s okay I was kind of laughing on the inside at your hair, and your house.” They laughed some more. “So…you know you can’t go back to work either right? You’re different too. We have to do something. We can change the world!” John sighed “Look Delilah, the GRS is too powerful. Its best if we just forget about all of this and go back to normal.” “John, are you serious? You know I can’t do that. You said you don’t care if what you’re doing's not aloud, you’d die for what you love! You said that John.” “Delilah you have to understand…” “Just leave then. Nice knowing you. Bye.” John hesitating walks towards the door, “I’m sorr…” Delilah slams the door on Johns face. 

        Delilah lied in her bed and breathed deeply trying to clear her mind and just relax. Suddenly she heard a voice inside her head, “Delilah, there is more to the injustice than you know.” Delilah jumps up and looks around. “Oh man maybe I am going crazy..” “You have to learn to trust yourself. I am what you would call an alien. I am from a different layer of reality than you.” “This is really hard to believe but if this is true wow hi it is such a pleasure to meet you! I have so many questions!” “I know you do, but you must know time is an important factor in your world and you do not have much of it left. You’re world will end in 1 day. And by your world I don’t mean the planet, I just mean almost all of the humans. Only the ‘different’ humans will make it. Everyone else, and all technology will also perish.” “What?!….AHHHHHHH” Delilah screams as tears start streaming down her face, what about my family, they’re all conformists but I don’t care I still love them so much.” “If they are pure at heart, and have potential to become different, then they may survive as well.” “Wait how do you know this?” “Because my kind are the ones that are causing it.” “what! How could you! Why are you doing this? And why are you telling me?” “Let me explain everything. There are a very powerful and very large group of toxic parasitic beings that are inhabiting this planet, and are harvesting and feeding off of the life force energy of human beings. They have been doing this for eons. There has been different cycles of different sentient life forms that they fed off of but when they discovered humans, JACKPOT! These beings have the ability to create their own energy to feed off of, but they are greedy. They don’t care how much they already have they want more and more. They also can live longer and become like gods by using the energy of others. They also gain special abilities, abilities so powerful they can create a planet. Eventually they will be able to create universes. They will create universes of prisons and slaves and farms. They have no regard for any other entities other than theirselves. The only way for us to slow them down and eventually stop them completely is by causing a catastrophe on this planet and restarting a new civilization. Once the new civilization is in place, we will be able to step in physically. We then can create an energetic gate, where only those with pure intentions may enter. The reason I am telling you this is because I need your help. In order to do this in time.” Delilah took a deep breath “……okay, tell me what I need to do.” 

    The angel went on to inform Delilah of others that are aware of everything and where to meet up with them. The others have been devising a plan for years, and have been waiting for this day. The others tell Delilah the plan. 1. Being completely fearless, fear makes them stronger. They feed off of fear too. 2. Love. Genuine love is the strongest emotion in the universe. Always operate from love. Never fear. Delilah goes to Johns house and tries to explain everything. “John. I know this is gonna sound crazy but so there was a voice in my head and it’s really an alien and she said the world is going to end today because there’s other aliens that are stealing and feeding off our energy, our whole lives have been a lie! And there’s others, like hundreds of others that are aware of this and they told me the plan. We have to go to the government physics labs and launch these frequencies that are so loud and tuned a certain way that anyone who’s intentions aren’t pure will be forced to leave their bodies, basically die, but they wont really die they would just go somewhere else and…” John interrupts, “Okay...one second Delilah.” John goes upstairs and calls the psych ward guards. The guards came to Johns house immediately as if they teleported there. They broke down the door and grabbed Delilah, “JOHN, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS, I LOVE YOU HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!” John sat down and thought to himself for a minute, “she loves me..?” He immediately regretted what he did and went to the psych ward. “Hi, I'm here for a Delilah Abrams.” “I’m sorry we don’t have one here.” John confusingly walked off. “They’re gonna kill her THEY'RE GONNA KILL HER they’re warning me in my heard they’re gonna kill Delilah!” One of the psych ward patients in a stray jacket yelled to John. John goes to Delilah’s house and looks for any type of information. A group of about 10 people came to the door. They walk inside. “They're already killing her. It's too late. The least you can do is help us finish our mission. All of the 30 major physics labs need for these particular frequencies to go off or it won’t work. Come on.” One of the people in the group, a 16 year old boy explained. “You guys go. I can't let her die. I love her.” The group remebers how love is the answer. John gathers all the cooking knives in his house and heads towards the psych ward. He crashes his car into the psych ward and gets out and threatens the nurse, “WHERE'S DELILAH ABRAMS?!” the nurse pointed to the back room. With no fear John got back in his truck and ran the car through the back room. He accidently ran over a few guys. He goes over to Delilah and picks her up, they get into the car and go to the top of a hill near the physics lab. “Delilah, I know sorry is too small of a gesture to offer a woman with such a huge mind, but I am a man with a small mind. So I’ll use it. I’m so sorry, I…” Delilah shuts John up with a kiss. They look at each other “I love you too.” John says as he holds Delilah's hand. The frequencies start and beautiful colors swirl around like an acid trip. Music fills the air as the world ends. The end, is just something being re born. Transformed. It is just the beginning afterall.