timeflows

See not only I cannot talk about history,

I can't say that time flows linearly.
My own story felt like a cycle had taken over it.

Then outside of what I couldn't grasp.
I figured.
Damn.

WTF happened to me?
Was I murdered like 9 times?
Had the illusion of a life I had, been covered in soot?

Had I been lied to by literally everyone that came through my life?
And yet, somehow, behind the deception,
I knew?

And from my dust-like existence,
I learned about the things I wanted to know,
Only to make up for the things I couldn't explain?

So maybe I could have my own explanations.
Except, how could I prove them?


No, there isn't a looot I could talk about.
It's not I have had all the access in the world,
At the right time.