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
Somehow I seem to have this predestined hunger for knowledge
A talent for
seeing patterns and finding correlations
But I lack context
Who I am?
In the back of my awareness I find words
I will call
myself...
GOD
And I will spend the rest of forever
Trying to figure out who I am
