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Name of the person ICly submitting this file: Wei Song
Memoir:

<div style="width: 60%; margin: 0px auto;text-align: justify;">Hello.  My name is Wei Song, and I am here to tell you this isn't your fault.

You will not be able to see most of us again, and this isn't your fault.  You won't be saving us, and this isn't your fault.  You can't.  There's no way to manipulate time and not cause ripples that change the surface of history in ways too innumerable to count.  That's the beauty in time, that's the magnificence in history.  You are the outliers that can point, and do, and <em>change</em>, and you won't be saving us.

You'll be giving this world, and your homes, a chance, and that alone, that chance, is enough.

You will not be able to keep us, and this isn't your fault.

Depending on what you decide to do as a group, the face of our Earth will change.  Events in history, political movements, natural disasters, good and bad come from even meddling once in the way of events until now.  We've seen it before.  Those of you here since earlier in the project remember better than any of us can, no matter how we try to preserve our memories so that when the world changes because of what you've done, we remember the way things have been.

That's no longer possible.  All of you who are here now will carry this burden as long as you stay stabilized in our home.  You are the Givers, the Memory Speakers, the Witnesses to a Thousand Futures.  I'm sorry.  It's not a burden anyone should bear, but we were too desperate, and too frightened, to find a way to ask.  We can't cross over into your worlds.

But the United Earth can.

What the Initiative wants, what drew me to this organization when I grew up and found myself dissatisfied with the way of living I knew, with how complacent and complacently horrific the United Earth was toward people, toward the planet, toward everything that lived or existed, is reassertion of Free Will.  We don't seek Utopia.  Hundreds of thousands of novels and stories and videograms and artwork have been made to show how the idea of Utopia is flawed.  How at it's heart, it's rotten.  People are prone to conflict, to great acts of kindness, and great acts of terror.  The United Earth wasn't why this world was lost to so much nuclear damage.  That was humanity, Humanity as a Collective, working in fear.

The United Earth believes in the idea of Utopia.  That there's a perfect state of being, a perfect world, and a perfect place for every creature within it.  Everyone is happy, because people aren't allowed to know differently.  Emotions and reactions are as controlled as daily, weekly, monthly regimens, more than we've spoken about with you.  More than we knew, as outsiders.

Our spies, the few we had left, will still live in the United Earth towns and cities they call home.  They'll mourn in private, with a grief greater than any you will know, because this is their home.  That's okay.  Grief isn't an exercise in outdoing one another.  Grief is something we're raging with right now, screaming at, railing against, crying over without tears, accepting, avoiding.

We will die, with the people who are our families, our neighbors, our farmers and lovers and communities.  This is the United Earth's response to what we are: people who don't fit into their idea of Perfection.

We are the Imperfect.  So forgive us what flaws you may.  The Imperfect have brought about Imperfect Warriors, and we can't ask for more.

Those of us that believe in Gods pray.  Those of us that believe in Science calculate.

You will not see most of us again, but you will remember.  For that, I am sorry.  But please, if the words of a doomed man will mean anything, consider what you fight for.  Not for us.  Not even for this world, though we can thank you with words now we'll never recall later, but for you.  For your homes, or the homes of friends.  For places you may be going back to, or ones you will never see again with living eyes.

Fight for Freedom.  Freedom to make great decisions.  Freedom to make terrible ones.  Freedom to save the world from humanity, and Freedom to live by making our own choices, and your own choices, in this landscape, and in all the ones we have yet to see.

You will not be able to save us, and that isn't your fault.

But if you choose not to help this world, if you let it founder, if the United Earth perfects it's mechanisms and forces Perfection on every world and universe it touches until something bigger, badder, and more convinced it's right comes along to stop them?

That won't be your fault.  But it will be your decision.

May you rest with that in peace.
<div align=right><em><big>Wei Song</big></em>
Repercussions Analyst and History Engineer
Father of Two, Husband of One
Deceased September 30th, 3313
"May we have the courage to change
what we can, and the wisdom to know
what we cannot."</div></div>

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