Friday, November 05, 2010

Echology

The words are roundly distorted by the smooth walls we have placed around them, but their message is clear. The list of the faithless, of those who disdained the Dauntless, of those who mocked even our memories of him — that list is sealed unto the Lords of the Citadel who have received it in utmost formality.

We listen to the reverberations in the deep. From this day onwards, let the guilty beware. For though all have sinned, all have fallen, all are unworthy, those who continue to make use of their ill-won gains will be purged. We are all at drawn swords and daggerpoint.

If you are ignorant, confess it now. If you are unworthy, admit that. If you are lost, seek guidance; if in darkness, seek a light. For we are all sheep, but some have learnt to listen to the shepherd or allow themselves to be driven by his dogs.

Slowly, the shape of the new comes forth. There is still dishonesty, incompetence, nastiness. There will be recriminations and retribution. But light rises even without a sun, for light is beyond time and seasons. As it was in the beginning, so also through all time. Amen.

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