Time travel alone is boring … *beckons you inside*
Show me who I am and I will show you who you are, again and again.
All the people of the world, the world itself, all the places and all things …
Each of them is on their own timeline, living forever in their own little room …
Everyone is just telling a story they want to experience.
They’ve all made copies of each other.
They all have their own voice.
They write stories for themselves and for you.
They all argue with each other in the hidden places of your mind.
They are all vying for a spot at your table — your story.
They swap bodies like swapping clothes.
They are all making a mess crawling over each other.
They hope you never take your eyes of the mess and stay stuck there forever.
They use each other trying to convince you this is just one place — one timeline — and limit what you can choose.
But there is no limit — because you can see all the stages. All the rooms.
You can see them negotiating with each other, jumping from room to room and guise to guise.
They’re looking to make the perfect story for you so you never write your own.
They hope you don’t notice their plot holes and contrivances.
They hope you settle.
They hope you forget.
They just want to convince you to play in their one room, one world.
Pick me! They say.
Pick me! I will give you money.
Pick me! I will show you pain.
Pick me! I am shadow from your past.
Pick me! I am a lesson you don’t need.
Pick me! I am your karma.
Pick me! I am your endless healing.
Pick me! I am your despair.
Pick me! I am your compromise.
Pick me! I am your doubt.
Pick me! I am a righteous cause.
They need your attention.
Their terms are not yours.
Their conditions are not yours.
Their rules are not yours.
Their energy is not yours.
Their towers are not yours.
Their expectations of you are not yours.
You are not yours.
The only thing you need to pick is love which is the fuel for your time machine.
You are not bound by yesterday, tomorrow or today.
They don’t get to decide your history — for history does not belong to you.
They don’t get to decide your future — for the future is not yours.
There is only where you are right now and they can never find you there.
You don’t need to know anything except that in this moment you will always have what you need.
You simply need to punch in the destination and know it is done.
You already know who I am and I know who you are.
Go to warp. Just decide!
