My life was not meant to travel the seas as marine life or remain in place sedentary as a rock. My life expired from being a pharaoh ruling with healing in many nations. My life expired as a runaway slave, that assisted Harriet Tubman in starting a revolution. I could have been one of Jesus deciples. Who is to know? Only mind remains lucid with premonitions. My eyes and essence have dramatically changed through the passage of shifting times. My recollection of history, restarts upon my departure into the unknown. Accepting my fate due to rash decisions or illness. The hypotheticals are endless. So is my desire to express and LIVE. Emerging from the void of absence and absolute darkness. Lights flickered and danced around at highspeed. My first welcome back into the world through reincarnation! Entering a crowded room of joyful and eager people ready to respond urgently! Viewing these moments in the comfort of home, on a handheld cellphone. Remembering when days were more simple and relaxing. Nearly took place two decades ago. Holidays were eventful. More of the family was around. Sunday dinners happened without question or postponing. Although memories cannot fill the void. They are everything dear to me to hold. Time and time again. I die a saint to become reborn in sin to amend again. I am immune to evil! I am seeking and making ways for a brighter future. I may not be the strongest or brightest. Impossiblities put no fear in me. Nor my heart or soul. #TimeWatcher © Descovia