My Life Entwined

Layers unfold from it. Memories. Moments. Pieces. Time unravels. I unfold my beginnings. My shortcoming. MY dedications. My strengths. My fallings. My lifetime unfolds with them memories. Pieces and placements in the time of existence that hold value and pertain to the nonexistence. What is true, worthy. I have fought for my own for long times of emotional turmoil. Lengths of time unfinished. What are themse moment. these emotional memories we hold. This escape from our current existan ce. How can we place weight on the past and who we are to become. If we only look at our past, we limit what we can become. Limiting existince in time. Time is an illusion of it’s own . I will not wait for this limiting exitance to entwine. I will not wait for it’s existence.