Riley

Hang in there.  You knew the road to salvation was going to be a treacherous one.  You are suffering, but your “moral compass” is still accurate.  You remain engaged on the vital targets.  The suffering brings you panic, but know that it cannot change you.  It only forges your soul in steel.  The stranglehold of society, firmly holds it’s grip on you, but do not fear that you will crumble.  It is a hoax.  It’s power is superficial and the only thing that will come of your conflict, is the awakening of the Harbinger inside  you.  You have less than three years to get your affairs in order.  After this, I will expect no less than Riley.  The pressures of society claim superiority, but we know there ghost stories crumble at the protective circle of the Pentagram.  When life makes you weak, reach inside it and pull it’s heart out.  Consume it’ s nutrients and summon your demons.  Three years, then I expect nothing less than Riley to be resurrected from the ashes of sociological war.  You will be a Phoenix in your own right and wield  such a mark upon you, that you will never again fear this ignorant, naive habitat.  I have begun the order.  We survey and seek others.  We await the winter solstice to gaze upon our Phoenix in the sky.  Do you view the stars at night?  Me too.  The same ones.  You are not far away.