Premonition.

I am of the belief that the universe’s topology makes the concept of a noun impossible. There are no static objects, everything is constantly in action. There is no such thing as a spoon, there is only a visible point in a never-ending and never-beginning cycle of the arrangement of atoms that is currently arranged in such a way at the present viewing that it appears as if the structure is in the act of spooning. Nothing can be created or destroyed, only change form. The spoon existed at the beginning and will exist at the end, the spoon is eternal. Everything is a verb, not a noun. In that same way, I am a visible point in a cycle of men that has existed since the start and will persist until the end. This avatar cycle has not particular inherent skills or talent, but it does have an inherent pull to destiny. The destiny of the men who came before and will come after are all happening at once, I am that happening. I am nothing special, the only thing special about me is the gravitational pull I feel towards the destiny of all my avatars. They urge me from their points of time to go forward. The avatar is not born with talents or skills, only capabilities. Every lifetime, the avatar must relearn what he’s learned 1000 times past and 1000 times future. This is my time. I know what task lies ahead of me. I know what it will cost. Avatars don’t live long. I know my life will be cut short. This is not good news or even bad. It just is, just as it was and will be with all my avatars. I have been, and I will be again soon. This avatar spirit inhabits me, I am nothing special. It chose me to demonstrate its own power, not mine. So I will obey its proddings and move towards what I am gravitationally pulled towards. I know who I was and will be, now I must am.