White Oblivion by Amirah Bellamy Page A

could turn up!” Doran continued.
    Coming out of the trance that he had me in I said, “Hmmm….. wow!  I think you’re on to something when you put it like that.  I’m starting to see it now.  This is some serious stuff!” I gleamed as my own lightbulb came on.
    We rode the remainder of the way home in silence as I pondered all that both Connie and Doran had said.  If what they were saying was true than we had all been duped.  Most of the world was made up of prey and just as Connie pointed out we had all been programmed to believe that that was the way to be.  We weren’t encouraged to grow up and become predators.  In fact, we were told that predators were the bad guys.  Even more noteworthy, predators of the world had basically been wiped out, literally!  There were only two types of species remaining and they were parasite and prey and the parasites were running the world while the rest of us were herded around as prey. 
    Delving even deeper I took a closer look and started to see that it was probably the parasites who had manipulated us into becoming prey.  They camouflaged themselves as one among us and we fell for it hook, line and sinker.  Ultimately, what we did was allow them to manipulate us into trading places.  We were led to believe that to be the predator was to be the villain, the bad guy so to speak.  Yet there was actually nothing bad about the predators of nature.  They maintained balance in the world.  They keep the prey moving forward and gave them guidance.  Like Doran said they exemplified what it meant to not be controlled by your emotions.  Prey only know fear as it is the primary motivation for their actions and that is what we had become as a collective. 
    Still going deeper into my thoughts I began to clearly see what Doran was seeing.  I began to see how programmed we had all been.  I began to see why our descent took place.  We allowed outsiders to take control of our evolutionary path.  I likened it to a mother leopard allowing a doe to teach her cub how to live as a predator in the wild.  If something like that was actually to happen in nature an entire generation of leopards would become extinct.  Yet, that’s what happened to us.  Somewhere along the way we began to die out so what was happening to us currently was a wake-up call.  We had to again remember our predatory instincts and rise once again. 
    We had to debunk the myth that was fed to us in cartoons like Tom & Jerry , where Tom was the ‘bad guy’ and Jerry was the poor victim that needed saving.  We had to debunk all the lies that we had been told since birth about who we were.  It was programming at its best.  The parasite had outwitted us, the predators, and it was time for us to turn the tides and once again restore balance.  We had to once again see the good in Tom’s role as the predatory cat whose work was to maintain balance and make sure that the world wasn’t overrun by parasitic rodents. 
    The more I pondered it the more I realized that the difference between human versus animal prey was that among animals there were clearly proscribed roles where predators were born and died predators and such was the same case among the prey.  Whereas, among humans one could be born prey but could become a parasite as was currently the case. 
    We had allowed those who were meant to be prey to become a controlling class of parasites and it was not a role natural to them.  Thus, they had taken that as an opportunity to go mishandle and made a devastating mess of things.  They could no more lead as parasites anymore than a doe could in the wild.  To do so would be unnatural and for that reason I began to see the urgency in the need for us to reclaim our position as predators.  I saw how failing to do so had caused us to descend.  We were living in an unnatural state.
    As we pulled up to the house I began to feel lighter as the answers began to flood my mind.   I began to see the world and