Forward: I think this bit of narrative poetry will be the first official document in the whole series that includes Meg, Jane, Vangie, Andrei, Bob, and the Collective and all my non-Ravorian poems.
—
Hope this email finds its way
To your eyes; they are not what you
Think they are; the plants that grow
Like death on our landscape are a
Tool to hasten our end, and to resculpt
Our terrain.
The true face of the enemy is not yet
Known by me though I survive amongst
Them down below, down below where
There is another world entirely filled with
People or something that looks like us.
I am currently looking to enter that space.
Be careful of the gifts they may offer because
Nothing these beings offer is offered with anything
Resembling human emotions; I can tell the Sentries
In the Dark are heartless, highly intelligent, and are
More or less like emotionless insects, so I call them
The mantidae for lack of a better term.
What to say about me, well, I was trained in the remnant
Military in its infantile psionics program, and can
Often at will see into mantidae facilities, but this action
Is risky because they are born with highly developed
Psionic abilities in the same way homo sapiens are born
With basic caveman instincts.
Warning: Our own A.I. and drones are being used against
Us worldwide—remember what happened in New Jersey,
Which was the harbinger of the coming of the mantidae?
They use confusion the same way we use gasoline to destroy
An ant colony without even the slightest bit of remorse.
Heinlein’s Starship Troopers was our earliest omen.
[The remainder of the email fades into 1s and 0s, and is
not written in any recognizable tongue.]
—
Note: Taking a break until next Wednesday or Thursday. On the above narrative, I owe a thanks to Dr. David Jacobs from Temple University. Dr. Jacobs was the first researcher to follow up on Whitney Streiber’s reports of the “visitors.” He kept uncovering an reoccurrence of people abducted by mantid-like beings. The mantids seemed to employ grays (little gray drone-like guys) in doing their dirty work. I was always fascinated by the lore.
