It was a small thing at first, barely more then a passing thought. It lingered around the corners of an inquisitive mind like the sun in a storm wrought sky. But as time marched on and the problems of the world continued it reared it’s humble face again to stare this thinker in the eye, saying one thing only, ‘Statement’. A statement was needed and necessary. A declaration by the people that they would tolerate the mechinations of commerce and greed no longer. A statement that said, “Here and no further, our world must survive”. With the haze of humanity blotting out the beauty of the sky, the continued melting of the glaciers, and the depletion of the forests resolve was formed. The blatant disregard for the ecosystem and it’s creatures so we could build monuments to our own grandeur that now stand over us like tombstones, the road map to oblivion was the only thing written upon them. But most of these would take time to change, generations. There must be a clear beginning, then all else would fall in place. This mind where our thought was born was that of an artist. A mind with creative scope, that knew the balance of logic and emotion and what type of statement would inspire both. The most obvious problem before them were the loss of the glaciers to his mind. The thing that stuck in his head the most as he listened to the scientists speak, was color. The white of the glaciers reflected the sun light, where other colors pulled it’s heat in. The very color of the glaciers helped to regulate the temperature of his planet. And with the lessening of that color the world grew hotter, for it was absorbing more light. He knew, and felt shame, for the fact that the glacier were melting because of man’s factories and industries, and his resolve sharpened. To help regulate the temperature there must be more white, the very color could be a statement.

And the White Roof Conspiracy was born.

By word of mouth, then by phone and internet the idea was spread all over the world. And along with the idea an understanding, a truth about the world and our place within it. A path to harmony with our existence. The world exists most harmoniously when all it’s components are in balance. We, as members of this great balance, must find our own equilibrium. Internally first, then this balance spreads outward to change the world around us. The idea spread into all ranges of society. Those tired of the weight of Religion and the dogma of good and evil found truth in the question itself. Good and Evil are extremes that are far to simple for the breadth of reality. The truth is no one knows about the artist of this picture, but the path to understanding the artist lay spread in a great canvas before us. In the hidden secrets and the logical formulas. All of this together spoke of balance. Positive to negative, each necessary in the continued growth and path of the world. Logic and Emotion, here the balance of man and his understanding and reactions to his existence. At first some were hard. The reality of pain most of all. For no one likes pain, it is obviously something bad. But without it there is no chance for change. Those of us with internal problems would simple drop off one day. No explanation, no chance for change in the situation. It also taught us not to put our hands in the fire. How high it was safe to jump from. It gave us our limitations, and our triumphs. It also made us greatly appreciate it’s lack.

With this understanding came conviction, we must always move forward, but where we step is very important as a society. We must take steps to catalyze it’s growth. And so a date was set. But there were those that saw this as a threat. A rising up against the powers that be. As the sales in white paint hit record numbers all over the world the governments and business tycoons grew nervous about it’s popularity, and took steps to stop it. As the date approached all sales of white paint were stopped in all stores and those caught transporting white paint were arrested and the paint was confiscated. That’s when the recipe for white paint went out on the internet involving some formula with egg whites and linseed oil.

As tensions grew ripe the day finally dawned and the WRC marched into the streets, it started with their owns homes. Families up on their roof’s early in the morning as the sun rose painting away. And they didn’t stop there. On they went, painting other houses and city buildings. The police were called and they sought to control the situation, but the voice of the people was stronger as it cried out for change. And it didn’t stop on this day. On the idea flew into the headwinds of life with wings of truth. In logging camps around the world workers returned to work to find their machines totally dismantled and painted white. Factories had their doors chained and painted white. Cars had their tires removed, painted, and put on top. Whaling and sealing companies where struck by the plague of white and everyone knew it would continue until change happened. Anywhere that a danger to the earth was taking place the white paint was splashed. A new sacred was found in life itself and society began to adjust to fit this new idea, and a new age of enlightenment was born. All creatures given the space to live and grow, no one wanting more then they needed. For how could they expect others to respect their place if they did not give respect first. Governments changed, providing a home for all, as well as free medical care and schooling. And man adjusted his modes of thinking and this world where we live became truly the Eden of our minds. When loved ones passed we accepted that their time was gone and celebrated their life. When natural disasters threatened or struck all the world pitched in and none were left hungry or unsheltered. And our minds grew as our understanding grew and we began to regulate the balance. When floods threatened we took the water and spread it equally over the lands. Doing the floods work without the catastrophe. When the moon moved to far away in the sky to turn our tides, a new moon was built in space and was used to balance our fading moons effect. And on we marched into time, seeking ever seeking the truth of our existence in the patterns of reality.

But the original mind where this thought was born was long gone by this time. His vision had lead him through the rocky heights of this paths beginning where he had seen the changes far off in the distance. And also saw that he could never walk that far. It was enough, he thought to himself, to walk the path at all. And out his spirit flew, away from the chains of his white splattered flesh to drift in the great mystery of beyond.

And the White Roof Conspiracy lived on.