“Enlightened civilizations,” Metamorphois said, “have evolved for the benefit of all, where a oneness, a collective consciousness, exists. Enlightened societies with advanced technology use their knowledge so that all creatures benefit. This occurs because enlightened beings balance the needs of their Triangulum: body, mind, and spirit. Love and spirituality, eternal bliss, is the way of life for all enlightened societies. No violence or anger exists in an enlightened civilization. No one goes hungry or homeless.”
“Do you Utopians consider yourselves members of an enlightened society?” Hunter Wainright asked.
“Yes. Utopians enjoy an enlightened civilization.”
Hunter smirked. “How can Millennium be called enlightened if Ex and the Extractors exist?”
“Ah, excellent question. Extremely logical,” Morph said. “I shall answer that when the time is right. It is time I explain self-government. Government is unnecessary in an enlightened society. Since enlightened beings live the supreme truth, they require no rules, no laws, no organized rituals, no governing body of politicians. Enlightened beings live life as leaders. Before the dark forces of the Extractors arrived, no government or politics existed on Millennium. Prior to the Extractor Asteroid event in the Year of the Rat, 1 A.E., our planet enjoyed an enlightened society, abiding by Universal Laws.
Morph opened his four arms. “After this Discordia Crater was formed, the Extractor invasion, that I explained earlier, began. Primitive tribes emerged from the chaos. As the dysfunctional Extractors conquered more lands, wars broke out and famine crept across small territories throughout Millennium. Soon, our disease-free planet experienced small outbreaks of the emotional virus, the Dark Essence. The low self-esteem diseases infected the thoughts of healthy creatures, turning them into dysfunctional beings, Extractors. Primitive civilizations with dysfunctional societies spread throughout our eight kingdoms, and much faster than we anticipated. Eight new subkingdoms were formed in the Underworld by the dark forces. Many Millennians, peaceful and non-violent, became slaves to the greedy and power-hungry Extractors, carriers of the emotional virus. Even the gods became quarrelsome.”
“Yeah, I read in Father’s mythology books where the gods argue a lot,” Hunter said.
Eve placed her index finger to her lips, be quiet.
“We Utopians found it necessary, in the Year of the Dragon, 41 A.E., to form one world government and develop a plan to protect Octilogy, our Eight Great Treasures. We organized relief for Millennians oppressed by the alien invaders, the Extractors. We organized a League of Kingdoms, with representatives from every kingdom in the Upperworld and the Underworld. In addition, we formed a Court of the Four Empires. A world court to settle inter-kingdom disputes, as well as Underworld disputes. So far, our world-wide organizations have been effective and the Extractor advancements are under control. Eventually, we shall eliminate the dreaded Extractor Virus.”
At the stern of ship, Captain Gog shouted orders to the crew. The Skipbladnir picked up speed as Hunter asked, “Who rules the League of Kingdoms?”
“Philosophers and sages provide leadership,” Morph replied.
“You mean, you guys?” Hunter looked back and forth at Pendragon and Metamorphosis.
“We Utopians are the most qualified to govern.”
“Who’s in charge? You know, who’s the top politician? Your president?”
“A philosopher king provides leadership.”
“Who is the philosopher king?”
Pendragon looked at Morph and grinned.
“You?” Hunter pointed at the sage.
“Correct,” Morph replied.
“But, don’t you need professional politicians to run your government?”
“Since the only politicians on Millennium are Extractors, that would be illogical. This is because the main interest of most politicians is self-interest. They fail to provide leadership. This has been proven by primitive civilizations all over the universe.”
He lowered his eyebrows. “Where I live, the greatest country on Earth, we have natural born leaders who have become great politicians.”
“Who told you that?”
“My parents. My teachers. History books.”
Morph raised his eyebrows. “I have learned that on Earth, most human beings lack the knowledge and wisdom needed to govern; therefore, those drawn to political aspirations are dominated by low self-esteem, egocentric motives such as fame and fortune. Once in office, the politicians are easily seduced by greed and power. These characteristics make them unfit to govern, yet they end up in public office, voted in by millions of uninformed people who, obviously, desire manipulation.”
“My father cannot be manipulated politically.”
The sage grinned. “Voters know that political speeches are designed to manipulate them, but they want to be manipulated. Known as the ignorant masses, voters share a collective consciousness, a faulty mindset of, I’ll vote only for who I like, not for the person who is wise, ethical, and the most qualified. Public elections have become a popularity contest. Your professional politicians accuse each other of anything, including stretching the truth or outright lying, to manipulate potential voters.
“Your political figures are experts in disputes and arguments. What I mean is, they have no commitment to moral ideas, they only wish to argue against a verbal opponent. They become so skilled in fighting and arguing, refuting whatever is said, that no one can stand up to them. They argue anything, no matter if the issue is true or false, merely for the sake of victory. Your primitive society is unjust and corrupt because it is run by politicians appealing to the ignorant masses.”
Hunter frowned, shaking his head, no way.
Captain Gog paced back and forth, squinting through a brass spyglass.