The epoch of humanity ended, torn from a single atom.

In the burning moments the pendulum of creation stopped.

Held for decades in the darkest moments of all that was.

The seed of creation required fire and destruction.

For in all creation, it was humans who could hold both, darkness and light, give soul to creation. That was the anomaly the single opportunity.

No other races of beings held such potential, such risk.

Just as the splitting of the atom, the harnessing of the single point of creation.  Only man kind could seed evil, bringing it to the relms of matter.

Pendulum held, in the darkness evil arises and released on to the holy planet, Earth.

For one purpose, for one function... a trick, to end all imbalance, the next epoch of humanity and creation swings from the darkest hours.

Hold tight, burn to the truth of being and see that creation knows your agonies, your living nightmares raging across our Mother Earth, the legions of god are amongst you and no darkness will remain, when we are born.

Arisen of all sacrifice, all creation watching and knowing the truth of creation will bloom.

Soul seed, wake.