The farther you look back.
Towards what you think is the beginning,
The less you know...
Eons may have passed...
Infinities traversed...
Reaching out over vast emptiness...
Reaching past the cold darkness.
To where you were plucked from the void...
To where every atom of your body was created...
Distant past...
Before stars and planets...
Before protons, neutrons, and electrons...
Before light could escape the soup...
But it wasn't even the first time...
It wasn't unique...
There was time before time...
Breathing in...
Breathing out...
Contraction and expansion...
The cold and the hot...
So much more than this one life...
One tiny dust mote,
Carried by the flow...
Overwhelmed by the deep...
Lost in history...
Billions of human lives obscured by those who have held power...
By those who have made themselves gods among men, or tried vainly, at least, to convince the forgotten to remember them as such...
We pay for our brief existence with our blood...
