This is the recorded speech given by Cecil B. Watts v3 before his demise. The event of his death was described as a senseless horror of existential terrorism. after faking his own death and resurrection, he amassed believers, only to terrorize them in a Jonestown style massacre. He released barrels of oil from above a stage, covering his followers in ichorous petrol, then lighting himself and them on fire.
The year was 3441; petrol was illegal, fire was illegal, and biological gathering was illegal. Cecil was the 3rd clone version and was expected to become stable after genetic updates. His leadership skills were potent enough to warrant a small grant. After the speech however, no such leaders were authorized for production.
Following Cecil’s speech there was a quarantine on public speeches for 14 lunar cycles. No one was allowed to compose or transmit any unauthorized opinions because they might cause panic and disorder. It is also worth noting that the day and night cycles had extended by an hour due to the rise in sea level. The addition ocean mass caused further tidal bulging with the moon, slowing the spin of the earth. This fact was hidden by authorities until the year 4633, at which point the earth had become locked with the Moon and the Great Storms began.
In retrospect, Cecil’s speech was quite tame compared to the burning of the oceans and the power of thunderbolts large enough to disintegrate whole cities.
“Fear is the first breath. Inhale deeply, become terrified, see the darkness approach and wash over you, live in your fear, feel it daily. This is the first step into the unknown. If you cannot handle your own imagination, if you cannot handle what is transpiring in front of you, you will be unable to act, your brain with short circuit, and default to denial. If you manage to come out of denial it is usually due to a new language for change, new poetry, metaphysics, science, something to explain the edges of darkness. This too is a type of short circuit, a stop gap into the unknown.
The unknown is dark in a sense you cannot see through it or into it. It is opaque, and without distinction. You must acclimate to blurry lines, and fuzzy faces, at least if you wish to travel into the unknown. If fear is not your taste, or a dish you prefer, then find the most enjoyable existence possible, live your life until you reach the dirt, the fire, or the gray lace of old age.
If fear is your flavor, if terror is your tea, then look further into the black. It takes time to build the endurance for such a gaze, it takes time to pull yourself repeatedly out from reason and spiritual explanations. The human brain is reflexive when faced with the unknown and even this small diatribe may be considered a conceit. However, if you are tempered, if you can gaze into the void, perhaps you can begin to unravel.
You might see death in all things, or at least a humming decay which whines with the growth of new life. You might see the world without edges or name and see the machinery of civilization as a stage show counting down the hours until extinction.
You may find this pessimistic, defeatist, and perhaps unwelcome, but I implore you, this method is greater than denial compared to the will to act. When the mind is quiet and can tolerate fear, when the world is endured regardless of its horror, then you can act, then you move within the darkness.”
-Cecil B. Watts
At which point the ichor flowed and the fire burned.
Now humanity lives in the darkness, beneath the surface. The Great Storm blows above, with furious winds, torn in thermal currents between the light and dark sides of the Earth. Some of us are clones, and some have nurtured mutations into stable genomes, adapting to the lightless world beneath.
His words echo in the caverns and down the halls of stones, deep into the rock, reminding us that a greater darkness flows above and below us, opaque and turbulent; invisible to those unwilling to see.