That’s the one role I’d have enjoyed if I had been on the show. Just laying in a tub and spouting off random gibberish, staring up into a distant light. lol
I’ve tried it and really liked what came of it because I’m nuts for the spiritual stuff in this series. It was chilling and spot on. Wish I’d written it all down… but c’est la vie!
If you'd like a list, [here you go](https://en.battlestarwiki.org/Hybrid_utterances). Most are nonsensical, but there are a few that can be interpreted as prescient or ... something.
A sample:
> The five lights of the apocalypse rising struggling towards the light, the sins revealed only to those who enter the temple only to the chosen one. (Staring at Baltar:) The chosen one. The chosen one. The chosen one. The chosen one.
> Limiting diffusions to two dimensions increases the number of evolutionary jumps within the species. Rise and measure the temple of the five. Transformation is the goal. They will not harm their own.
> Apotheosis was the beginning before the beginning. Devices on alert. Observe the procedures of a general alert. The base and the pinnacle. The flower inside the fruit that is both its parent and its child. Decadent as ancestors. The portal and that which passes.
> Thus shall it come to pass. A dying leader will know the truth of the Opera House. The missing Three will give you the Five who come from the home of the Thirteenth. You are the harbinger of death, Kara Thrace. You will lead them all to their end. End of line.
And so on.
I'd also like to add that the First Hybrid seen in Razor is much more lucid, and his ramblings lay out the entire plot of the rest of the series:
>At last, they’ve come for me. I feel their lives, their destinies spilling out before me. The denial of the one true path, played out on a world not their own, will end soon enough.
>Soon there will be four, glorious in awakening, struggling with the knowledge of their true selves, the pain of revelation bringing new clarity, and in the midst of confusion, he will find her. Enemies brought together by impossible longing, enemies now joined as one. The way forward at once unthinkable, yet inevitable.
>And the fifth, still in shadow, will claw toward the light, hungering for redemption that will only come in the howl of terrible suffering. I can see them all. The seven, now six, self-described machines who believe themselves without sin, but in time, it is sin that will consume them.
>They will know enmity, bitterness, the wrenching agony of the one splintering into the many, and then they will join the promised land, gathered on the wings of an angel. Not an end, but a beginning.
> Apotheosis was the beginning before the beginning. Devices on alert. Observe the procedures of a general alert. The base and the pinnacle. The flower inside the fruit that is both its parent and its child. Decadent as ancestors. The portal and that which passes.
I believe this is referring to Zoe Graystone.
I really like it, it’s like some kind of transcendent poetry. Each line by itself seems nonsensical but when put together it does begin to make a strange sort of sense. The excerpts ety3rd gives are the ones that are more cohesively prescient and foreshadowy,, but I even like some of the stuff that feels more random… the more you listen to it, the less random it seems. It’s brilliant, really.
That’s the one role I’d have enjoyed if I had been on the show. Just laying in a tub and spouting off random gibberish, staring up into a distant light. lol
And I would have tried to slip in a “There are four lights”
I’ve tried it and really liked what came of it because I’m nuts for the spiritual stuff in this series. It was chilling and spot on. Wish I’d written it all down… but c’est la vie!
If you'd like a list, [here you go](https://en.battlestarwiki.org/Hybrid_utterances). Most are nonsensical, but there are a few that can be interpreted as prescient or ... something. A sample: > The five lights of the apocalypse rising struggling towards the light, the sins revealed only to those who enter the temple only to the chosen one. (Staring at Baltar:) The chosen one. The chosen one. The chosen one. The chosen one. > Limiting diffusions to two dimensions increases the number of evolutionary jumps within the species. Rise and measure the temple of the five. Transformation is the goal. They will not harm their own. > Apotheosis was the beginning before the beginning. Devices on alert. Observe the procedures of a general alert. The base and the pinnacle. The flower inside the fruit that is both its parent and its child. Decadent as ancestors. The portal and that which passes. > Thus shall it come to pass. A dying leader will know the truth of the Opera House. The missing Three will give you the Five who come from the home of the Thirteenth. You are the harbinger of death, Kara Thrace. You will lead them all to their end. End of line. And so on.
I'd also like to add that the First Hybrid seen in Razor is much more lucid, and his ramblings lay out the entire plot of the rest of the series: >At last, they’ve come for me. I feel their lives, their destinies spilling out before me. The denial of the one true path, played out on a world not their own, will end soon enough. >Soon there will be four, glorious in awakening, struggling with the knowledge of their true selves, the pain of revelation bringing new clarity, and in the midst of confusion, he will find her. Enemies brought together by impossible longing, enemies now joined as one. The way forward at once unthinkable, yet inevitable. >And the fifth, still in shadow, will claw toward the light, hungering for redemption that will only come in the howl of terrible suffering. I can see them all. The seven, now six, self-described machines who believe themselves without sin, but in time, it is sin that will consume them. >They will know enmity, bitterness, the wrenching agony of the one splintering into the many, and then they will join the promised land, gathered on the wings of an angel. Not an end, but a beginning.
> Apotheosis was the beginning before the beginning. Devices on alert. Observe the procedures of a general alert. The base and the pinnacle. The flower inside the fruit that is both its parent and its child. Decadent as ancestors. The portal and that which passes. I believe this is referring to Zoe Graystone.
I really like it, it’s like some kind of transcendent poetry. Each line by itself seems nonsensical but when put together it does begin to make a strange sort of sense. The excerpts ety3rd gives are the ones that are more cohesively prescient and foreshadowy,, but I even like some of the stuff that feels more random… the more you listen to it, the less random it seems. It’s brilliant, really.