Time Travel

 

 

 

 

Time is an illusion of the mind,

I once believed I traveled from another place 

Where everything was more simple,

Anything possible and beings that are truly wonderful.

missing a home that I never knew, 

Only real in my dreams.

Years and years of  asking the unknown

Starting to consume in the madness taken over my human form,

my mind unraveling things that to a human would find bizarre 

There has to be more to life than this routine 

There is something special all the signs had connected.

There is something inside, 

More than this life

Feeling lost with the sense of no purpose, 

It was real,

My mind had awakend.

One summer night the higher above’s, would finally make contact,

using humans to deliver a message.

I spoke with a guy, said he was from Ohio

his last name was Larson

he worked for the government 

he was drawn to me by vanity, 

Lost in the tech world he too seemed bored looking for a meaning 

 a true connection,

Something that transcends all the beauty and the perverse,

our conversations deeper than most.

One-day I asked if he believed in time travel,?

He replied to me:

“Yes,

“However…

one way ticket only.”

no going back…”

the message was clear…

I was sent on a mission 

in time all will be revealed,

No going back 

die with them if I must…

Unmotivated and lost, 

Living the human routine,

The struggle was consuming me

I asked myself there has to be more meaning this

I feel trapped and unworthy to truly be this extraordinary.

squandering my potential in a routine of survival,

this was my hell, 

I don’t belong here…

Wanting more than this struggle, the sadness and evil that followed.

one week later

Something stranger than fiction, 

I would meet another man with the last name” Larson”,

There was an unspoken attraction,

A brief affair and celestial connection.

I revealed to him my thoughts of the obvious 

What was I ? And what was my purpose ?

He was not taken back or judgemental,

It’s like he had been waiting to tell me.

he said:  “your not imagining this nor are you crazy”,

You are the same being like me”

they call us a “Starseed”…

“We are born here incarnated  in human form,

our mission is to help humans”

and never interfere with “free will”

In that moment it all made sense 

My life was nothing more than a narrative 

concealing the truth,

I was a weapon,

an instrumental soldier,

On a mission 

time was not the issue,

it became clear

it was the future…

The higher above’s have finally made contact ,

each step I  take

Ordained for something greater than I could have imagined.

 somehow I was a piece of the puzzle, 

In time the vision would be revealed 

My travel home was no longer possible.

my truth had already unraveled. 

They turned me into a weapon and asked me to find peace, 

I was the purest of the starseed,,

within time I grew tired of the humans,

losing all hope,

why protect something inpure?

their betrayal had began to jade my true nature,

waiting for the right moment the higher aboves would reveal the plan.

Their recreation for  ” the new world order.”

The humans had not realized most of them would be demized.

only the purest stood a chance.

I was torn between empathy and judgement 

They had made their beds now lay in them make peace and accept your fate.

judgment day was ordained,

Touch havoc has created the end.

In a way it gave me true peace,

the beings were merciful 

Time to cleanse the earth and set forth a new order,

 their last hope to exist keeping only the good and  anhilate the rest.

The racist, the perverse, the killers and the impure,

Giving them a gift to intervene with another  new and improved breed,

Creating a new and better specimen

Becoming a better version of them, 

 I was in alliance with their plan.

My mission is to protect them even from their selves, 

A new world order would create hope for the human race , 

The higher beings showing them mercy 

Giving the gift of “new world order,”

Somehow I was connected to play a role, still unsure if I was a weapon or the hope.

no time travel destination, 

Only world domination,

Invasion…

The end of an era 

A better future.

A new human specimen…

 

 

 

 

 

In Conclusion

Do you believe in redemption?

Do you believe in the new world order

All will come to light,

The perverse and evil must come undone

unraveling one by one

Only the pure will stand a chance…

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