I’ve seen forgotten history
turning us throughout the cycles,
eras, ages, periods,
taking her warp,
over and over again
with the missing links
announcing themselves though unexplained.
Concerning the times we are living,
and those we have memory of,
for we are just the last civilization we remember,
the weave is shaped with same issues.
Whether the threads of time intertwine
forward or back,
or introduce diagonals, parallels,
angles and colours of all kind.
It’s possible to enter the weave
from any issue
and cover it all
for you will always find
a link to the other links.
It’s possible to start all over,
with the preferred issue
and at the end the weave will gather
again the other issues.
They are unavoidable patterns,
as if they were a major dictate,
an inevitable destiny,
already written and already lived.
They turn us.
Travel through time.
They are time.
Many times.
Patterns are not new,
there is nothing new,
no one discovers anything,
they are the same.
We just remember the missing links.
Mentioned for milleniums,
they reach all works, writings and traces,
Today’s weavers go around
the same questions those of yesterday did.
Patterns turn us.
And in no cycle,
era, age, period,
the warp reaches
a finished weave.
It starts all over.
Over and over again.
Many warps waiting weaves
to be worked with the same missing links
throughout times
with the patterns turning us
and in the distance,
between worlds,
awaits the great riddle of forgotten history.
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Note: Patterns included in the image are just a short approximation to the infinite ones turning us
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