For years, the Federal Bureau of Control has been wrongfully forcing a philosophy upon itself and its people. This philosophy is known to you all as "science".
We all realize that the concepts we explore here are mystic ones, with arcane-thinking required to understand them. Yet we insist on using words like "paranatural" and "parautilitarian" to create the illusion of a scientific structure; a tidy little system. The Bureau is desperate to stand with the close-minded cult of logic and data that has overrun our society. If a thing cannot be quantified, then we dismiss it outright. We live in an age that is openly hostile to faith in the veiled forces governing our reality.
I must remain anonymous for fear of reprisal from the anti-esoteric bureaucrats watching us from their plush offices. Those same bureaucrats, Trench and Darling among them, have been steering us away from the Bureau's arcane foundations for decades now. It is time we corrected course.
If you stand with me, share this message. We are not alone.
The quotation at the start of the report comes from the poem Tears, Idle Tears by the English poet Alfred, Lord Tennyson, which speaks of the desire to return to the past. The report itself also seems to be named after Tennyson. In AWE, Frederick Langston states that Alfred, Lord Tennyson is his favorite poet.