We are Kindred. We are Family

Out of the darkest of times, when children were but mere objects and treated with no more respect than cattle or currency, or even less than that, sold or traded like slaves, and mistreated or even killed at the pleasure of their Elders, we arose. We were the ones who cared. The friends, and mentors of all children, but boys were the ones to take the burden of tribal society, so we formed even more special bonds with them. Ever since civilizations arose, we've been both prosecuted and revered depending merely on fashion and belief, and whomever were the ones who ruled spiritually and defined social taboos for the commoners to follow. Isn't it an irony that nowadays we're more prosecuted than ever? When gays are more accepted with every new Sunrise, we must crawl away from the spotlight and hide like vampires, who also bear the name of Kindred. We develop almost supernatural skills, just like vampires in the RPG fictional World of Darkness... and yet, Kindred means family. And that's what we are. A big family that's divided by shame and fear. And some of us hunt and unleash the beast, while others like myself keep the beast at bay even at the cost of our own health and sanity, just to preserve our humanity. How appropriate the RPG setting and the whole vampiric myth and lore. Isn't it time to unite once more and try to survive as a species? Because that's what they've made of us. A separate human species with our own underworld society and rules, and traditions, and a wisdom the common world cannot acquire, because even now, at the advent of the Age of Aquarius, the world, or even ourselves as a community, aren't prepared to understand. Because believe me when I say that we're here to forge children into the best and happiest and most capable version of their true selves. True selves which the Elders want to keep at bay at all costs in order to preserve their decadent lifestyles and pass them over to each upcoming generation, in which they usually fail miserably., partly thanks to our influence, because even from the shadows, our influence reaches the new generations. That's the reason why I call our kind the Bridge Between Generations I am The Kindred now more than ever because I know, but what I know better than anything else, is that Kindred is what we all are. Family. Brothers and sisters. The human species who saved empathy from the ruthless, the wicked and the plain. Just like Jesus and so many other characters, fictional or not, including the likes of Budha or even Gandalf, I had to fight my own demons. I died and came back to the living with more wisdom and a new appreciation for life and its treasures. And the greatest treasures are the young ones, let me tell you. So here comes an idea. Let's celebrate next Solstice, not with a blue candle resembling sadness and a low temperature flame, but with a red one. The one for passion. Let our fiery souls ignite, and the Kindred Spirits burn bright.