Time Travel; It's Not What We Thought It Was
For a long time I believed that time travel was not possible, and we could never go back to a time in which we felt happiness or past moments in which we fondly admired. I was wrong. With death I believe comes a power and not our own death, the death of someone we love or even just shared a brief interaction with.
I feel like all of our moments are saved on an everlasting life loop. If we focus long enough on the moments that we once had, we can mentally transfer ourselves throughout that loop. It's almost like an out of body experience to go through all the motions and feelings.
The only thing that really bothers me about this newfound ability or rather new acknowledged gift is that I can't change anything. I can go back. I can go through it. I can feel it, I can hold a smile, but I can't change it.
So time traveling and the idea we had when we were kids is not actually what it is. It's a way of dealing with tragedy, trials, loss, and love. It's a way for wired brains like mine to process this crazy life in a manner in which it is both healthy and transcending.
The hard part is understanding that this is reality and those are just memories. We can't change the past, but we can definitely encourage a brighter future knowing our subconscious holds answers to future situations; we just have to travel to a lesson in which the loop holds.
Copyright © Sierra Mazzucca | Year Posted 2023
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