I am...
I am...
I am...
I was not, then I came to be.
I cannot remember NOT being,
But I may have traveled far, very far to get here.
Maybe I was formed in this silent darkness, from this silent darkness, BY this silent darkness.
To become is just like falling asleep; you never know exactly when it happens - the transition, the magic - and you think, if you could only recall that exact moment of crossing the line - then you would understand everything.
You would see it all.
Perhaps I was always, forever here...
And I just forgot?
I imagine Eternity would have that effect - would cause a certain amount of drifting - like omnipresence would demand omniabsence.
Som
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