On November 17th, I saw the future. In fact, I can almost see it coming again when I look at you with concentrated desire, and during those closed moments, you know.
She says It’s fate. When the bodies bend like that, your souls mesh, they mate…There’s justice I tell her, Just not enough. And I keep searching.
Some claim the sensation is Deja vu, and I don’t remember how she came to me, but a fairy once told me a quite stimulating origin story. The words rolling off her tongue gave me the impression that her lips were spilling secrets of the universe, purely liberating.
To paraphrase: When you’re seized, you see the world spiritually – memory rooting itself subconsciously, impulse taking the shape of familiarity. In this delicate frame of motion, you are delivered reassurance; this is your impalpable experience surfacing life.
We continue a course of perspicacity and journey towards understanding the entity that is the self. Where deja vu may be defined as an illusion – a first encounter mistaken for previous experience – deja vu is anything but a delusion. These fastening recurrences seek to explore and expose you. Even if only for a moment, swallow that wave of similarity as it consumes you. Whether you consider yourself a human living a spiritual existence or a soul creating a human presence, recognize you are a universal manifestation carrying infinite being en route.