Long ago, the prophets said that a man would
come who would be pure evil and would deceive the
world. He would be known as the Great Deceiver.
Down through the vastness of time, mankind forgot
the words of the prophets. As the world had moved
up the evolutionary ladder, the stories of the
Great deceiver had diminished to become nothing
more than fables. They became the stories that
the old would tell their young at night, in order
to keep them in line. In time, no one believed
them to be true.
If you are reading this book, you have
survived the worst evil the world has ever known.
No longer do we wonder about the mysteries of the
universe. No longer do we wonder if we are
alone. Blackness and darkness now cover the
earth. Screams of the young and the old now ring
in the night as a whale’s song in the seas.
Mankind reached for the stars and was given the
gift of life, but there was a price to pay – a
huge price. The innocence of mankind was gone. But
I remember another time. A time before the coming
of evil. Those days were long and the nights were
short. Children played in the streets and everyone
went about their everyday lives. In hindsight, the
petty differences of the world pale when compared
to the agony of today. I remember a time when much
of the world was full of joy and love, and many
were blessed with good health and enormous wealth.
Everyone was happy and enjoying the most
prosperous time in mankind’s history. The stock
market broke new records almost daily. Businesses
were expanding beyond anything imaginable. Every
person who wanted to work had a job. No person on
earth was hungry or without shelter. Poverty was
all but a distant memory. Technology had carried
us onwards until we were reaching for the stars.
world should have been perfect. We should have
looked for wisdom, but instead we looked for an
easy way out. As with all things, there was a
price to pay, an enormous price. But how could we
have known better? How could we have known that we
were being deceived?
the darkness of night I reflect on such thoughts.
What more could I have done? What more could any
one man have done to halt the greatest evil the
world had ever known?
dear Ann. My dearest Ann. I love you.