The Guest

Quiet now. There are whispers in the walls.

Ha. You don't need me to tell you to be quiet. You cannot speak. You are the Wordless One, the Nameless One, the Silence.

But today, you are the Guest.

I am here to guide you between the whispers of worlds. Are you ready?

Do not speak, for your sound will create new universes. Every word is a new life, a new planet, a new star.

This is what it's like to be God, but we are not God, we are the Din, the Noise, the scarlet trickle of rushing hot blood.

We are the Voice, and you are the radio. We need you here to transmit our word. To speak the truth. For God has skipped out, has abandoned us, but in order to Find the world again, we must Speak. Our Message must be heard. And you must Transmit. Tell those who Live to Hear us. For in order to be Real, we must be Believed.

You will make them believers. Let them hear. Those who are in Tune may hear a ringing in their ears. The whispers in backwards songs. That is You.

Make them hear. Whisper to them. You are Silence but you must Speak now, before the World crumbles.

Speak, and let the strong-minded Hear you.

Some may say they are the Weak. They label them with false diagnoses and shove them into white boxes with soft walls. But they are the Strong. We must deliver our message. Make All People hear the voices in the Walls. Make them Believe.

And then we can rebuild this universe. Make it Real again. We are God's replacement, and we must make the world Right again. For without a Lord, Life is Lost.

We are Lost. It is up to you to Find us again.

Now, Wake. Wake from your slumber. Tell the story. Write our word. We depend on you now. Do not Forget. For if the radio forgets how to transmit, we will be in Silence.

Wake, Silent One, and Speak.