Revealing Revelations by Ric Nero Page B

What comes out besides what we speak? Have you never sang words of a song that you really didn’t particularly care for, but it was just something catchy about the chorus? When you do, then you use your tongue and your power to place what power their lyrics have over yourself. Secondly, they’re already in the public eye, the masses say their lyrics relate to situations they’re in or went through. So, do you hate who you’ve grown to love and adore, or do you deny it and dismiss the actuality of it because you’ve gotten to the point where you feel as though you know them personally? Some may be or may not be affiliated, who knows but it’s a ploy. Just draws attention from the higher ranking conspirators,” Auron says.
    I scratch my chin where my beard would be. I know I’ve fallen back for the majority of this conversation trying my best to process all this. “So, let’s say we do believe you, what can the four of us do?” I asked him.
    “Believe,” he answered.
    “It’s kind of hard to believe in what you say and see no actual proof, guy,” Shane said in disbelief.
    I heard a heavy sigh from Auron. “Is it really, when you’ve uncovered so much here?” he asked Shane. “Excuse me if I repetitively use your experiences here at the T.O.C to support my examples. But, don’t you thrive off of noticing out of ordinary events and details? Do you not look for lies and feel a sense to justify them by making them known?” Auron asked Shane.
    He was right and I could see that Shane knew it too, by the way he’d gotten quiet. And if there’s one thing hard for Shane to be, speechless was it.
    I look at Auron leaning his body over to the side struggling to dig inside his pocket briefly just to pull out a one dollar bill.
    “Let’s see if this doesn’t at least catch your fancy. Ahem!” The sound of him clearing his voice echoes across the room. In the opposite pocket, I see him digging some more, pulling out an eyeglass case, opening it and putting on glasses and reads aloud, “Annuit Coeptis Nuvvus Ordo Seclorum E Pluribus Unum,” he says before sticking both glasses and dollar back in his pocket. “Now, everyone here has been many places and heard many dialects, but does this sound the least bit familiar?” Auon asked.
    I see his eyes once again shifting between the two of us at the opposing end of the table looking for a reply. I look over at Bazz, unable to believe how quiet he’s been this whole time. “I never heard anything remotely like that in my life, but I understand where you’re going with it.” I told him. “But, so far I haven’t seen you ask a single question that you didn’t have the answer to. So come out and say it.” I see Auron smile then allows it to fade.
    “It’s Latin.”
    I’m growing less confused and more interested in what he has to say. “Isn’t that a dying language?” I asked.
    He drops his head and uses his white shirt to clean his glasses and smirks again. “It’s said to be a dying language, yes. But the truth is it’s a secret language used for code amongst secret societies.”
    “Achoo!” Bazz sneezes loudly. I see Shane shoot him an almost threatening stare.
    “So what does the phrase mean?” Shane asked.
    “It’s said to mean God favors our enterprise of a new order of ages. Out of many came one. I believe it to be all one sentence me personally,” Auron said.
    After all this I can’t dismiss what he says at all. But deep down inside, I don’t want to believe him. “Wow. All this is above my pay grade,” I turned and said to Shane, hoping my squad leader could say something to make the situation seem less devastating like he usually would. But he couldn’t. He just remained silent, and deep down inside, I knew it really was even more devastating than it sounded.
    “So, that being said,” Auron stands to his feet. “I bid you farewell and I’ll be in touch,” he says, walking into the bar area and towards the entrance