I Omnist (BOW) Dear Indigo’s

Dear Indigo’s,

It’s been decades now I’ve sat alone, waiting. Waiting for this moment when all I’ve felt is finally beginning to blossom. I found my sanity as an indigo, I found my faith as an Omnist, and my reason is sound as a human. Once they came together so much more made sense to me. My path had been revealed and it was up to me to set it ablaze to leave a beacon for those waking up.
I was fortunate, those that loved me in my tender youth must have seen it all before I ever knew. I did not fall prey to the diluting of my mind as so many in my time have. Now, I can take up a mantle and watch as more pavers follow a dimly lit trail and leave torches of their own. They branch off to ignite trails of their own and that is beauty to look back upon.

In the distance, I can see a world built by us that has not been seen nor documented before. A world free of greed and the tyrants that generations before have bowed to. We are readying ourselves to stand against those that suit their own needs and disrupt the track that this world has been led down.

We are keepers of peace, but we understand what is worth defending when it needs to be. The how’s and whys are revealed in our most dire of times and we come out on top. Not too be recognized, but to know that what we’ve done will echo through time. That we changed the world for the better and became the ancestors that brought greed to its knees and made it kiss our feet. That we built from the bottom up because there was nowhere left to go once we questioned digging their holes.

We see what’s to be done, we see the power in ignorance towards their power, for they have no true rule over us. We are here to bust the systems that no longer work. We are growing, gathering and in time our voices will fell the greed, the racism, the blind hate, the terror. We will become the silent night for those that stand for unrest amidst the souls we feel. The pain that we take on is being collected, and with that we will make weapons to dispose of those that hold our world hostage, those that dangle our freedoms as a carrot and watch us fall over the cliffs edge.

Yours in earnest,
~the Wordsmith~


You can read all of ‘I Omnist’ free at this blog. If you like what youve read and would like to own a copy, it is available on amazon in paperback and kindle format.


Also, check out our pages and feel free to join our group on Facebook:




Published by

The White Raven

Writer, author, philosopher, philanthropist, poet, imbecile, denizen gypsy. A rare bird of sorts is what you'll come to think of me. I love to write, play, and work diligently to prove one day fiction will become a reality. I'm very simple when it comes to my views on life, a backpack is ideally my best friend and I found my mistress with paper and pen.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s