Transmission from Observer Luma-7 | Planet 3021-B (Earth), Cycle 0.2
There is a story the humans like to tell:
A great leader will rise.
They will fix the broken, heal the people, save the day.They have told this story across continents, across centuries.
Kings, prophets, generals, presidents.
They rise. They fall.
The pattern repeats.But from where I observe, the myth is fraying.
Some leaders now are chosen not for their wisdom, but their charisma. Their anger. Their performance.
Some speak loudly of unity while building walls behind their words.
Some are not chosen at all, they inherit power, or take it by force, or wield it through wealth disguised as merit.And yet…
There are others.
Quiet ones, mostly.
They do not dominate stages or command armies. They organise, listen, uplift.
They tend to soil and soul, to collective memory and collective futures.
Some are old. Some are barely past childhood.
But they lead. By example. With consequence.The humans do not always recognise these leaders.
They are not always called “leaders” at all.
But they are the ones holding the threads together.I have also observed a transition beginning. A shift.
From the single hero, to the shared task.
From the podium, to the circle.
From command, to coordination.
From ego, to ecosystem.It is not yet dominant. But it is here.
The species is not yet ready to abandon its old stories.
But it is writing new ones.
Some with many authors.
Some without a name at all.And perhaps, when enough of them remember –
Leadership will stop being something given…
And become something grown.Luma-7
Observer Class | Listening Station 9 | Watching the myth dissolve
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