The Matrix: Epilogue
A.N: we have no comment on this, only that we thought the movie needs an epilogue. it's written from the perspective of a political writer in Zion.
D.C: as always, we place no claim on the matrix.
Two years ago, history's great cover closed, and the One was lost to us. He died giving us peace, and in the following peace treaty, the Machines honoured him. Yet they said something that haunts my dreams at night: "Everything that has a beginning has an end."
Of course, they were referring to this Great War that has ravaged our world for nearly a millennium. It is over now, and our children and their children and their children's children will be free. Free from the blind hatred we held for the Machines who have given us the history they kept when we lost it. All our history books, the ones we thought were lost, and all their history archives—together they will paint the world before us. I want to know that world.
Our governments, the Machines and the Humans, both want us to forget the past. Was there something there they do not want us to see? Bygones are bygones. We have forgiven them just as they have forgiven us. In many of my previous articles, I had demanded that we formally ask forgiveness for the pure idiocy of our forefathers. These requests were met with resistance, but some of our leaders saw the necessity in them, and our relationship with our electronic brethren deepened.
Although we managed to strengthen our ties through forgiveness, I think that time will break them. We need to embrace our brethren, bring them closer to us. For when the holy books say we were created in the likeness of God, so too does history note in whose we created the Machines—ourselves. As the mathematicians say, if a is equal to b and b is equal to c, then so too does a equal c. If you will allow me to make the connection: if we were created in the likeness of God, and we created the Machines in the likeness of ourselves, then were not the Machines created in the likeness of God? If so, they are our brothers. If not, they are still our brothers, for they live and walk on this Earth of which they are just as deserving as ourselves.
To come to another issue, Zion will only continue to grow. Now that we are no longer dying from the effects of war, our people will expand as each year passes. In some future we must emerge from the Earth and again walk the surface. I do not mean the Collectors, nor do I mean short excursions, I mean Colonists. You who believe only the rumours, hear this: the sky was not indeed scorched. If you had ever bothered to search the Zion Mainframe, you would have found the record pertaining to the Machine Revolution. It is listed as Historical File 12.2. There is states quite plainly that the sky was blotted out with a compound, some sort of dust. Therefore there is a chance that we could clean the sky, and the Machines could have their power source. In the future there is a chance that we may leave in complete peace, and our people may become one great people.
This furthers my ultimate point: history is far from over. If history were to end, if our stories were to end, then what reason have we to live? Our hopes, our dreams, our experiences, our accomplishments, our failures, our connections, all these are the very fabric of our lives; these are what writes our past, our present, and our future. This story is not over: we have a future to make, so let us join the ranks of our brethren on the surface and become one great world people—because this story is not over.
It has only just begun.
~MnI~
meh… a brief excursion… I might get the wiseass idea to write more of these things… please review, I'd really appreciate it.