Manifesto #3: Letter to the collective Soul
Dear child of angels I am sorry. I'm sorry that we fell and forgot who we are I am sorry that we felt so scared that we hid from ourselves. I am sorry that we lost the innocent joy and magic within us because the liers told us to. I am sorry this world we have made has worn us down; blinding us, stolen our hope and joy, silenced us. I am sorry we hurt ourselves and locked our aspects away. And I am sorry for all the hurt we have done to others and to this world along the way. I am sorry for the losses and pain, for the flame that died in us. I am sorry that we put our trust in deceitful hands that tell us we are less and we need them to survive. I am sorry we gave our power away to illusions. I am sorry no one saved us, not even ourselves, from ourselves. I am sorry for the shadows we made, for the authentic light we locked away to the point we became afraid of us. I am sorry we became this way, dead and hollow. I am sorry for the ruin, disrespect and pain ...