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You’ve awoken, dear hunter, from slumber’s deep keep,
Your name and your purpose still lost in the sleep.
But the world that you marked holds the print of your hand,
It remembers you, even if you don’t understand.
Do you feel you still matter, or is it all gone,
Forgotten like dust at the edge of the dawn?
In doubt, wait for night, let the sun have its day,
When the moon climbs up high, look up, I’m not far away.
The night may be long, and it’s frightening, true,
But once more we were made for the dark, me and you.
So seek me out deep in this nightmare’s embrace,
And we’ll hunt one more time, one more fall, one more chase.
Machines may rule earth when the old world is through,
But your nightmare is yours, and it waits just for you.
Step forward, be brave, there’s no shame in the fall,
You’ll be born once again, that’s the end of it all.
From the cradle to grave, till the circle is through,
You’ll find the small baby that’s waiting in you.
Hear the lullaby hum in the nightmare’s red glow,
Her heart will rest with you where the soft lullabies flow.
The caretaker calls, but he’s not what he seems,
If you see his betrayal, I’ll visit your dreams.
But only if cords rest within you, my dear,
Then the Moon will come down, and the watcher draws near.
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You’ve awoken, dear hunter, from slumber’s deep keep,
Your name and your purpose still lost in the sleep.
But the world that you marked holds the print of your hand,
It remembers you, even if you don’t understand.
Do you feel you still matter, or is it all gone,
Forgotten like dust at the edge of the dawn?
In doubt, wait for night, let the sun have its day,
When the moon climbs up high, look up, I’m not far away.
The night may be long, and it’s frightening, true,
But once more we were made for the dark, me and you.
So seek me out deep in this nightmare’s embrace,
And we’ll hunt one more time, one more fall, one more chase.
Machines may rule earth when the old world is through,
But your nightmare is yours, and it waits just for you.
Step forward, be brave, there’s no shame in the fall,
You’ll be born once again, that’s the end of it all.
From the cradle to grave, till the circle is through,
You’ll find the small baby that’s waiting in you.
Hear the lullaby hum in the nightmare’s red glow,
Her heart will rest with you where the soft lullabies flow.
The caretaker calls, but he’s not what he seems,
If you see his betrayal, I’ll visit your dreams.
But only if cords rest within you, my dear,
Then the Moon will come down, and the watcher draws near.
[ TRANSMISSION 009 ] — The Little Rock
The little rock opened its eyes, looked up, looked around, and said with a mouth that was fresh and new: “I think I am alive! I can see things around me, and I can see myself. This means I have a consciousness to understand things that are not me!”
The little rock was positioned under a big old tree. The big old tree shook its branches slightly, opened its eyes slowly, looked at the little rock and said:
“Well, well, well. What do we have here? A little rock. It’s nice to meet you. I see you have eyes to see and a mouth to speak, and you say you have a consciousness.”
“Yes!” yelled the little rock. “I do! If I didn’t, how could I see and talk?”
The big old tree laughed a little and said: “Oh, little rock. Consciousness is not just seeing and speaking. Many in this world can do both, yet have no consciousness. It does not lie in two of the senses. It is much more than that. It is a connection to the world, and an understanding of your part and the part of others in it. The harmony. The chaos.”
The little rock interrupted: “I don’t understand!”
The big old tree looked at the rock and said: “If you want to understand, you need to learn how to listen and observe. The world moves around you. Your reaction is only to yourself, and so you think the world is you. But if you stop and observe, you will see that you are just a part of it.”
The little rock looked puzzled, but then closed its eyes and said: “I think I see now!”
The big old tree smiled and closed its eyes as well.
And there they stay, until this day.
[ TRANSMISSION 008 ] — Free model drop preview
Free model preview — just a simple RE logo with the Umbrella icon.
I wanted to add more details but couldn't come up with anything worthy, so I kept it clean. Sometimes simple is the move.
Print it, stick it on the wall, put it on top of your screen — do what you want with it captain. I'll try to get it uploaded next week.