Hello,
This is the Entry 002 by Luna Park.
There was a time when liberalism and the system that the Libertarian Party built worked for two decades. There was peace, and it was a golden age for the people of Earth—not only in the long-extinct United States but worldwide. The ancient powers were defeated, or so we thought. The 2400s were a short golden age that many used to breathe and become creative. Culture and art flourished.
Many long-dormant movements awakened, thriving alongside the old, and the concept of "Neo" became extinct, as it had hidden connotations. The old regimes were abolished, and people saw their freedom restored.
However, evil never sleeps. It waits in its eternal malice and patience to strike at the right moment. All the companies that sought to exploit and embody greed were abolished and paid for their crimes. My people once told me that the days after Lincoln's death marked the beginning of America's downfall. He defended democracy, leading to his premature demise.
During this time, the Sixth Harmony was born, and Booth was just a grain of sand in the great plot. A slow-growing cult began to rule the world, taking advantage of all weaknesses. By the year 2500, everything went wrong. The Sixth Harmony awakened, bringing back the old world's beliefs. That year they declared war on all that was good. We relearned the forgotten and forbidden words: “war,” “battle,” “propaganda,” and many more that we had banned. In that century, Earth became a nuclear waste planet.
We fled in improvised spaceships made from pods and old rockets once used for moon tourism. Then, the moon was also half-destroyed. Its debris now travels around the Milky Way, forever separated from its former glory by human hands.
Even religion fell under their control. They are the fathers of all cults in the world. I say “are” because they still exist. They attempt to rule, conquer, and subjugate us. The powers of good do not always rule forever. Those who conspired in the dark came back, seeking the world's destruction once and for all. We are in the year 3000, and nothing has changed. We once had everything we saw as possible; now we have nothing. Some secretly tell tales passed from generation to generation, stories of television, radio, and computers.
We have none of that. If we did, the Sixth Harmony would control it all. I managed to “buy” an ancient recording machine that came as a relic no one knew how to use. I discovered it by mere accident. All industries have ceased to exist. We live only for ourselves, relying on agriculture—the primary sector.
However, some bring madness and machines to everything. We raised our concerns, but they brought nothing but cruelty and death. This planet once had its mother tongue, its language. The planet was a living organism that allowed us to stay on the condition that we kept it immaculate and pure. But one day, the big guns and big spaceships came, killing all peace. We chose independence, and they took our freedom.
They took our tools or objects that could be weapons. We are not at war because we don't have the tools. We cannot have battles because we don't have the weapons. We have our hands, but they are useless. We are their slaves. I am recording this catalogue because I want to leave a testimony of what is going on here. This is the second catalogue I'm recording, but honestly, I'm not very knowledgeable about machines or computers. My people love all that is pure and touch the purity of dirt.
We found the planet 1,000 years ago, and from generation to generation, my people have told me to be happy with dirt in my hands. That's what my parents would say every single day and how they educated me. We became the Mygonasth, which means hope in my language. I know English because my father taught me in secret. But we generally speak a modern form of Bulgarian. We kept the roots because we wanted to feel connected to our mother tongue and our ancient country. We keep the ancient lore and traditions, except for religion. We understand that topic would spark conflicts, so we set a rule.
I have the oldest name of my generation, Park. My family name in secret is Yordonov, the last royal family of Bulgaria. I am Luna Yordonova. But Park was chosen to hide our lineage, and it has a meaning. It was from the long-gone city of Sofia, South Park. Although we desire neither royalty nor fame nor other things from the past, I am happy with having my hands in the dirt every single day. I work hard to collect all the weeds from the dirt and the pests that the machines bring with them. Rats fall from the big pipes.
That’s all, and it’s my truth. They don't want our food or crops. They want a special mineral from the depths of our planet. We call it , which means blood. They penetrate the ground with their needles, and we listen to our planet cry. They come every five years because their specialists and scientists tell their masters it would take five years to grow the same quantity. They use it to fuel their fleets and their monsters.
The Sixth Harmony came with all their machines of war. They decided to designate everything: all the living beings, all the good stuff, all the good nature, all the green, all that was beautiful and amazing. Earth perished, and those bound by the Sixth Harmony went with them on their spaceships and machines. Some of us, the libertarians, decided to hide inside those machines so that we could thrive and one day fight for our freedom. How wrong we were, but we thrived. We decided to find a way out of all the madness the Sixth Harmony brought upon us. And yet, three thousand years later, we are here. We became farmers and cultivated the land, and still, the Sixth Harmony is here to control us. Many years ago, they burned all that was good, and the libertarians lost their power forever. The old ways returned, and now we live under two or three empires, not knowing to whom or what we are serving.
The other empires are the Sixth Harmony, the Seekers of Truth, and the Stones. These are the ones making war over everything, even themselves. All three empires are in civil war and, at the same time, at war with each other. We are so confused, that we don't know what to do anymore.
Everything is only trash and debris from spaceships. We keep ourselves clean of that trash and do our best to preserve nature on this new planet. They say they found a very good planet to live on, and they are taking advantage of what we build every single day. They come every day with their ships, and we do our best to preserve nature, ensuring this planet does not die and suffer the same density as Earth. Earth perished a long time ago, not only from nuclear waste but from anything that could come. All the wars culminated, and millions were killed. At one time, we were 9 billion. Yes, I know history says there were 8 billion, but during that time of war, we became 1 billion more. So we became 9 billion, and as you can see, that led to claustrophobia, overpopulation, and conflict. By the year 2500, all resources were destroyed completely. All fossil fuels were gone forever.
The ones who thrive will dive.
GFN - LP”
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