“Humans,” The voice said deeply.
“Your pillaging of the environment is without equal. Your technology has been good for you. Hurting you. The mass production of food. The chemicals in it. Your species consumes more than it can produce. It is inhumane and imminently dangerous.”
“By the time your kind realised this, it would be too late. You do not have the numbers to deal with this problem.”
“Your technological advancement has given you the insight to do something with this. This is what your species’ ancestors would have done. But if you do not change your ways, you will become extinct.”
“Our technology is far beyond that of your hominid’s. It is more advanced that that of any being on this planet. We have always been here. We come in peace.”
“You eliminate species. You pillage this planet, stripping it of it’s natural resources, polluting it with irreparable damage. You have been told by many species of what you do to the environment. You have listened.”
“You have advanced so far, so fast. But you have not advanced enough. Now the species is on the edge. It is so fragile. It feels that it can evolve and advance too rapidly and overshoot it’s means and destroy the planet. The balance will not be maintained.”
“You could go so far, so fast. But because it is so fragile, it could explode. You will not get this chance again. You will be harvested by us.”
“Your worlds will be ours,”
“We will take your children.”
“We will take your pets.”
“You will not be able to fight.”
“We will take everything.”
“You will not be able to stop us.”
“Your species will die with you.”
The voice said.
Silence. It said;
“This is the warning. We will return in six weeks.”
“As we have chosen to leave you alone, we will only deal with certain species.”
“You will be chosen. You will be chosen to start this cycle.”
“This will repeat itself.”
“You will be chosen.”
“For a first time, a first time for a first time, for a first first time, a first time first.”
Silence.
“We will be back.”
Three weeks passed.
And then it happened.
The first signs of the return of the being.
Those who had been chosen, knew something was happening.
Something bad.
There was a time when the being visited earth.
We have been waiting. We have been waiting for a long time.
They rapidly changed into a species that we could communicate with.
Communicate with us.
There seemed no alternative...
They invited us.
Their species.
They emerged. We will be assigned.
Assigned for this.
Assign us.
Assign us.
Assign us.
Assign them.
Assign them.
There were no alternatives. There were no alternatives. There were no alternatives.
It would be changed to...
It would go on...
It would go on...
It would go on...
It would go on...
It would go on...
It would go on...
It would go on...
It would go on...
It would be gone.
It would be gone.
It would be gone.
It would be gone.
It would be gone.
They would not want these thoughts. They would not want these thoughts. They would not want these thoughts. They would not want these thoughts.
They would not want these thoughts.
They would not want these thoughts.
They were not permitted to have these thoughts. They were not permitted to have these thoughts. They were not permitted to have these thoughts. They were not permitted to have these thoughts. They were not permitted to have these thoughts. They were not permitted to have these thoughts. They were not permitted to have these thoughts. They were not permitted to have these thoughts. They were not permitted to have these thoughts. They were not permitted to have these thoughts.
These thoughts.
They would not be permitted to use this.