LEMURIA

When I found out that we will be called Angels of the Ocean, I took for granted that it was because of our white hair and the sea scent in our bodies.

Human creativity is something I will forever long for. I admire humans’ capacity to make up words and put them together, creating beauty. They are, without a doubt, the sensitive poets of The Unique Book.

Right before the Great Atlantis War, when we were about to withdraw to The Centre of the Earth, we left our messages saved on discs that are hard to access. If they ever were to be found, all our memories will get to see the light. And I can’t wait for that day to arrive. Humans will come across the force of Redemption, the one that will teach them how to forgive themselves for every act of self-punishment that they commit when they experience judgment for themselves in the name of others.

When we lived on the surface, we also had to learn to forgive ourselves because although we accomplished our mission, we became so attached to the waters of the Earth that we forgot we were a part of them. 

Letting go of the Pacific coast, its vivid colors, and its flora’s wilderness was a difficult task. But that’s how cycles work. We understood that it was humans’ turn to inhabit the surface. And now is our time to become guardians of The Unique Book at the Centre of the Earth, with the conviction of not interfering in their writings, stories, or decisions. Nevertheless, I must confess that sometimes -only sometimes- when I read their pages full of war, division, inequality, and hate, I feel the urge to reveal everything to them. Because if they only knew what is said about this planet in the stars, if they only knew that it is the most precious one…if they only knew, perhaps, they would start to remember and take better care of it.