A War That Bore a Miracle

A thousand years have passed since the Great Relumination. It took one week for the war of wars to destroy the world. Yet but an hour to reset the lands of yore--lands that sprouted atop the ashes of the last Age of Man. Logic dictates that opposites maintain balance in the universe. It’s only natural that the amassed negative forces that destroyed the reign of man would be countered by an equally positive force--a power unknown to mankind. In order to restore the sanity of an unbalanced world, a miracle was required. Such a phenomenon occurred on the seventeenth day of September, in the year of 2019. It was the day of the Great Relumination--a rara avis gifted to the world which began as a cosmic storm over what was called Ohio.

Beginnings can be delicate--fragile--and at times, susceptible to great peril. But on that great day, the opposite held true--for the unimaginable manifested. A miracle so grand that it changed the world forever. At 7:10 a.m., an omnipotent thunderhead formed above the ruins of Dayton. It’s magnitude intensified as it churned within itself--lightning flashed incessantly but the thunder was muted by the roar of a cyclonic wind. A vortex formed and blackened the morning sky. As it expanded, the war-torn putridity that thickened the air was sucked into the void. As the air cleared, both wind and lightning froze--the quiet halted the return of morning’s light but lasted but a minute for within the blackness of the void, lights began to pop--they looked like stars--hundreds of them...  as they grew, their light intensified and illuminated the land below. Everything touched by the glow was cleansed--reborn anew. The water, the soil, the plants--all life was rejuvenated to its original glory. Then something more wondrous occurred. The “stars” became one and brightened more than any eye could endure--it then vibrated and shed many pieces--“boomed” and flashed to the heavens. The smaller pieces that broke away scattered... finding the bearers of whom they belonged. By 8:10 a.m., the world had been saved--the old with the new. And mankind’s reign had ended.

The Root of Evil

Words--more so… the written word. The Ages of Man had quite the heyday with the advent of the written word.  They used them everywhere and for everything. To convey the spoken language with pen and pad was a powerful tool for every race, culture, governance, and religion. It’s hard to say if they understood the deviance and deception that unfolded from their over-indulgence--their lack of restraint of what should have been a gift to their Ages. Poetry, storytelling, simple historical documentation, information exchange, and above all else... the conveyance of love should have been the “end-all” for the written word. To have beauty and detail printed upon paper for the betterment of the species was a gift. But humanity wanted more--they delved into that which had no reverence for the power of the written word--religion and law.

The downfall of the Ages of Man was championed by the written word. Their spiritless religions focused more on the “words” rather than the actual spirit. They had a religion where the word was thought to be sacred--above reproach. And their laws grew so complex and multidimensional that they had legions of interpreters to determine their meanings.  The power of the written word had led them to their own destruction. A society that allowed such nonsense to corrupt then destroy the world at large was destined to face obliteration. There were some who knew the difference. But the voices of the few who understood and believed in the Spirit of Life were silenced. The power of the many outweighed the voice of the few. And those corrupted by the many words they served led the Ages of Man down a path which had no other outcome but doom.

The Great Relumination

A thousand years have passed since the Great Relumination. It took one week for the war of wars to destroy the world. Yet but an hour to reset the lands of yore--lands that sprouted atop the ashes of the last Age of Man. Logic dictates that opposites maintain balance in the universe. It’s only natural that the amassed negative forces that destroyed the reign of man would be countered by an equally positive force. In order to restore the sanity to an unbalanced world, a miracle was required. Such a phenomenon occurred on September 17th, 2019. It was the day of the Great Relumination--a rara avis gifted to the world which started with the appearance of the Stone.

Beginnings can be delicate--fragile--and at times, susceptible to great peril. But on that great day, the opposite held true--for the unimaginable manifested. A miracle so grand that it changed the world forever. At 7:10 a.m., an omnipotently luminous Stone appeared in the sky. It’s magnificence intensified--brightened-- then expanded. As it swelled, the war-torn putridity that poisoned the air was sucked into the Stone. As the air cleared, the beams intensified and illuminated the land below. Everything touched by the glow was cleansed--reborn anew. The water, the soil, the plants--all life was rejuvenated to its' original glory. Then something more wondrous happened. The Stone grew brighter than any eye could endure--it vibrated and shed many pieces--“boomed” and flashed to the heavens. The smaller pieces scattered into the paradise left below. By 8:10 a.m., the world had been saved--the old with the new. And mankind’s reign had ended.

Mankind… “man” and “kind.” Funny how two words when connected can obscure the meaning of both. MAN being a sentient creature having the ability to think, reason, and use logic. And KIND being a word used to describe an action or reaction toward a situation--to act with compassion, to show consideration, to be thoughtful... an overall emotional characteristic that implies the use of empathy and/or sympathy. Considering the outcomes of the Ages of Man, “mankind” had not lived up to the expectations associated with either word.

Such was the dawn of the Mystical Age of Enlightenment. Mankind was no longer in charge--his dominion was over. Yet humanity had truly been blessed on that long overdue day. Since he was still needed, the Stone had also absolved him of his crimes and reallocated him to his rightful place in life--that as a shared stewart over the planet Earth.