the elite of the world and can understand things, even
engage beings from the future in debate. But those
teeming masses outside; they need the guidance that
you will provide them. Together, we will make their
lives ideal. Like heaven on earth.”
Outside people were still running around, panicky
and hysterical at the strange sight in their midst. It
didn’t quite look like the utopia that Davius had so
eloquently described to them a little while back. As far
eye. Were these really our descendants who had taken
over? And did they take over to grind their own axe or
to help us survive destruction? Why would the fate of
their distant ancestors be of any consequence to them? Was this an elaborate charade to take over Earth?
But why would they need to enact a charade when they
could just take over by overwhelming force, which
they were doing in any case now? Wasn’t this how the
youth always treat the older people; forcing them into
younger life form was squeezing the life out of an
older life form. Wasn’t this immoral?
President Parker experienced a million thoughts
assailing her. Soon she developed a splitting headache
that seemed to almost cripple her, just as she herself
had said it would in her video message from the future. She turned to face her colleagues. They were
speechless, frightened, and confused. She touched her
forehead again and sighed. “Well, what can we do?”
being invaded by humans.”
THE END ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Lamees Alhassar is a prolific, inspirational writer, artist & a philanthropist. You can visit her website
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