When I read Slaughterhouse-Five in high school, it rung a loud chord for me.
Sometimes, I also feel that I am unstuck in time.
I can still remember when it hit me, in class. I remember the seat I was in, the light in the window, the spring time air. The revelation.
I am still unstuck
I am the product of the choices I have made.
Sometimes I don’t know where those choices came from, but I know that they are right for me.
I am unstuck in time
I travel back and influence my own mind
I continually remake myself and advance myself, doesn’t everyone else do the same?
Am I that different?
I see so much in the world, and so much significance
The detail and the interrelationships
Every person, and every event make me who I am, but it is I who filter those events and add significance to them. How I chose that significance comes from a level of wisdom that I do not yet possess, it comes from some future me, here to help me become the perfect being.