I am afraid our collective intelligence is not yet up to the task of establishing instances of itself that can overcome the parasitic monsters who currently oppress our world, humanity, and dreams.

But the day will come when we will, after a communal pause of secret silence, unexpectedly transform together. Like worms in the night, we will chrysalize, and together emerge not as butterflies — but fiercely hallowed angels whose gaze shrives these demons of their souls, and turns their swords to gentle seed; their tears of defeat to fertile waters.

The sleepers shall awaken.