And so the Dream continues...

When we last left our hero...
I was stuck in a strange surreal nightmare where all humanity was forced as a culture to believe our planet was a dead rock. We built many great machines to suck out her blood and perform black magic rituals to give us power over air and sea and land. When I "woke up" I found that I had been trapped in the dream!~

So, what does one do when one gets stuck in a dream? Well first thing's first, try and wake yourself up! But nothing worked for me! I tried to scare myself awake. I took mind altering substances to free my mind. I tried to find the edge of the dream so I could peel it away. I tried everything short of actually killing myself because ultimately, how could I be sure this was actually some kind of dream I was stuck in? What if this strange lie of a life was actually as real as it seemed? And every day the memories of what I was before faded, and a fear of existence outside of the illusion took hold of me.

What I came to realize was, that was the trap! This was the magic spell these sorcerers had been casting with their horrifying blood-letting ritual! It was as if I had peaked around the curtain of the whole charade and realized there were terrible slimy creatures turning the cranks on some arcane machine, and tossing cute fuzzy creatures alive and squealing into the cranks to keep them oiled. One might say, How could you think such a horrible thought?! But it's not as horrible as the reality I came to realize. Not only was I trapped, but so was the whole world, and so were the cute fuzzy creatures, and so was the most important life of all... the planet on which we had come to live. But the dream was like something out of the Matrix, where all the people were hooked up to one big giant machine... sleeping their lives away. And I was perhaps Morpheus, having just awakened to an understanding of this false reality. I had gone down the rabbit hole, taken the red pill, and there was no way back.

And so it came to thinking about a solution. I had fallen victim to this dream, and somehow I had become trapped inside, though I could see the dream. I was in a state of walking death, knowing I was existing in a lie, and unable to escape. So, in desperation, and much alone on this path, I allowed myself to sink back into sleep. Perhaps I was able to steal a blue pill. But it did not last too much longer, because somehow I had seen the face of the spirit called Earth, and she had remembered me. She woke me up again and asked for my help.

She led me to a special place where there had been a pond within a vast green forest. The colors were beyond belief. Her life pulsed beneath my feet, and I knew she could not be so easily destroyed by those parasite sorcerous beings we had come to know as THEM (or of course THEY depending on which tense you use). The spirit of Earth showed me what they were to her. THEY were not really a part of this planet. THEY were more like a virus. And so their magical spell was a cloud of sickness that cast a web around the world. And it would not go away with conventional medicine. It's much like a disease called Candida, which most medical scientists say doesn't actually exist. But it does exist! And once you figure out that you have it, you must deprive your body of many things that you crave for a very long time in order to be truly rid of the imbalance.

And so it was given to me, the very thing the planet needed to help break the spell and wake us up from the evil magic that had so poetically tricked us into perpetuating THEIR spell...
And that was when my quest began!