Intergalactic Summit

The winds are changing direction. You feel it. You can sense that an era is coming to an end. Heth and his ilk are quite doomed as long as they hold on to their dying path. I urge you to not squander your gifts and talent by going down with him. The universe would be diminished for each light that goes dark. Stay bright, little flames.

But not with Heth.

You know there are alternatives. Gurista? Mordu? Khanid? Freelance? None of these are the shining path you felt drawn to at first. They may have qualities of exceptionalism here and there. But those with merit do not always rule in such agencies. More often it is a game of who you know, your luck, or your ISK. Shun those ways and hear me out for a moment.

I wish you to see what I see. A New State. A land beyond the meddling inflence of the Federation, beyond the tribalistic squabbles of the Republic, beyond the holier-than-thou Empire and their empty God. A place with true merit. Those who have the ability gain the status. Leaders, poets, scientists, writers, builders. Experts in their field. True Citizens building the Future.

And for those who are not able to triumph, there is a place for them as well. For every Captain, there needs to be a crew. A General needs soldiers to carry out his strategies. Our term for this all important backbone of the New State offends some. But the title is nothing more then that. A title. Calling people Slaves may evoke Amarrian slavary imagery, but I tell you it is no more accurate then calling our great Titan a fish because of her title.

See with your own eyes the truth of the world I strive to bring to you before you dismiss it based on the propaganda from those who are jealous. I tell you, CONCORD's lies of my people are no more accurate then what the Federation says about you.

Please report to my personal office in Piak or mail me for more info about Nation, the New State.

See how he attempts to diminish the obvious truth of the matter. This is because he has no other way to combat us. All attempts to squash my people have failed. Even genocide cannot halt us.

You are terribly mistaken if you think my, or my people's, long term plans have anything to do with staying inside State boarders.

Who defines Merit in the State? It is a societal construct generally based on creativity, leadership, insight, benefit to the whole.

At best you are ignorant. At worst, actively spreading false information with malicious intent.

The Foundations are not and never have been during my time with them connected directly with Nation's Network. Nor have I or anyone connected to us in an official capacity claimed so. The closest we have come to is discussions and other communications with public Nation liasons. We are seperated from Nation by necessity due to our position.

Oh?

Not up to date on some of the historical claims made by members of TS-F are we?
You should do some reading. The IGS archives are still there.

Tiberious made multiple claims to that effect and he was not the only one.

I would prefer you to not speak in such manner about our merited Executor-haan.

Now do you really want your typical Provist to serve in the newest batch of Cyber-Slaves? Those implants would enable them to rant and rave about us "evil Gallente vulture demons" for all eternity without rest.

Hmm, let's see... the Amarr want to make everyone literal slaves, subservient to them and their deity. Sansha and his minions want to make us all virtual slaves (cybernetically lobotomized zombies specifically) subservient to his whims with him as the deity. Seems legit...

I've rejected Jamyl's invitation to serve her so, just why should I consider yours to serve Sansha, Polevhia? And just what is it that you're trying to sell us? True Slave Light?

Being an implanted zombie with no independent thought, no free will, no personality, no dreams or aspirations just doesn't appeal to me. Still, I wouldn't mind hearing your answers to my questions.

Loyalty is a virtue. Blindness is an affliction. You mistake the two.