Nothing was right until he found you.
You never felt like you belonged.
You were the black sheep,
the white rabbit with reddened eyes
made sore from too many hours
searching for a gate out of reality,
or an entrance to reality,
that you could never pass through.
The world was green,
a scrolling artificiality,
flashing lights and a throbbing pulse,
empty suits, empty metaphors,
Falsity.
Then, there he was.
a voice of earth and stone,
smooth, august,
otherworldly,
Real.
His eyes were mirrors into dreams,
and he offered you the cure.
Two gateways,
blue and red,
and there was no choice.
Through the red gate, you transcended;
a fearful humming,
a shimmering cold,
and the silver dragon, shining and alive,
Swallowed you.
And you awoke.
You awoke!
Freed from the soft, maternal cage,
the codes and needles and plugs,
And suddenly free to fulfill
The One purpose.
You will return the world
to the organic, wool-clad,
red-blooded, blue tinted and
passion-driven
Humanity
of times long forgotten.
But first, you must come to
Accept who you are,
and realize what is
and what isn’t.
The Door
has been shown to you.
Now you must tear it
from its hinges
and lead the world
Out.