Part XIX - Communication

Through it all you have established individuality. You are considered your own entity though you are still being indoctrinated into the fold and the belief. You know that there is comfort in behaving and you use this knowledge to feed your requirements whenever you see fit although there are parts of yourself that confound your controllers and they are quick to put you in your place. There is a new force that is appearing and it is coached enthusiastically by all around. Your mind is training your vocal cords to sounds that apparently have meaning to them. Your elementary language arts paint extraordinary pictures in the minds of your captives and you move them at will with every repetition of their favourite sound.

Again time is the patient one as it allows you the room to experiment with the colours of speech in new and exciting ways. They gasp and fawn their approval and the smiles their actions give you entraps them even further. They relent on their strictness for you are now able to insist and defy with a sense of logic that leaves them guessing to your exact meaning. There is a future mark of hope in the stories you relate. They are inspired that you look at life with the newest focus and faith while they silently wonder how they lost their exuberance for the remarkable experience. They see the future in your wondering eyes and understand the promise that you give it with your natural need to take all that waits for you.

They drift at times into their obscurities along with their thoughts of how the years have escaped them while they hold themselves internally to crimes against their humanity. You have become their judge and jury for your purity and resilience forces them to see how much has drifted away and that is why when they hold you closely you can feel their tears tracing down your face like a blessing from the past. They feel your tiny words washing through their souls in a cascade of forgiveness and gratitude that life has chosen them to honour in such a way with you their new Messiah. You can walk on water, you can fly through the skies and you can give all those that embrace you the gift of redemption for committing the mortal sin of being a mere mortal.

However, there are those occurrences when you leave their grip and run into the path of distraction before they rescue you from the idea and give you the feel of fear. The scolding that tells you there are things in life that will hurt you and disfigure you and damn you to an eternity of looking over your shoulder for the wrath of an honest mistake or a well taught instruction. You begin to wonder if you are posed and ready to explode into emptiness if the car hits you or the dog mauls you or if the stranger steals you. Fear is implanted and it begins to grow like the hardiest weed in existence. Your garden needs to be trimmed and treated with insecticides, blades and rollers. Your growth is nurtured but it will not be tolerated if you want to bend anyway other than the rows of hedges you are being planted next to.

You communicate your individuality and it is considered a wonderful exercise, but how far will they allow your originality to roam is the question, for their chance at the same enterprise was skilfully cut from them by the earlier infected. The brilliance of your independence shines too bright in their eyes and that is why the curtain must be drawn swiftly and without resistance. You are one of them and that is more important that being yourself. Your lifetime membership has been processed and you will be horrified at what will happen to you if you ever want to leave the hive. Your wings may grow strong and your needs may become too hard to resist but never believe that everyone of them will ever be happy that you may want to leave their Eden behind to find your own personal heaven or hell.