God created us in his own image. And then, he put a lock on our powers. This, and this alone, is what separates us from the angels that were also made in his image. At times, we are able to “open the choke” as I call it, and tap into these powers. Those unexplainable hysterical strength moments where mothers become overwhelmed with adrenaline and are able to lift two ton vehicles in order to save their children. Coming back to life minutes after being pronounced dead. Even the way that individuals with dissociative identity disorder can change their biological makeup as they transition from one identity to another. And of course, many many more.
The one that I’d like to talk with you about is Déjà Vu. It has always been thought of as a time that you had somehow subconsciously previously seen and are now living, like a realization that you at some point had a premonition about a moment that you are currently in. Close, but not quite. It’s an open the choke moment. One where the synapses in various parts of your brain, moreso your basal ganglia, are firing at god-like speed. They are firing so fast that you actually enter into a moment of precognition. When this happens, on a very small scale, you are literally living in multiple periods in time at once. You are experiencing both the present and the near future in the same moment. Imagine for a second that you could control this.
Well, let me tell you that you can, and that I have. After years of study, and practice, I had a breakthrough; A big one. I opened the choke, and spent a month in precog. I didn’t fully understand at the time, but luckily my bodily functions kicked in, snapped me out of it, and jerked me back to the present right as I couldn’t hold it anymore. Literally, I damn near pissed myself. Do you know how odd it is to go for a month without going to the bathroom? Sorry, that’s not important.
Anyway, that was my first breakthrough. And I was instantly addicted. Every night before bed I would go into precog. Sometimes for a month, maybe a year, others I would do it just to see how the next day would turn out. I was able to control time. I was a God. So much so that while I didn’t do this often because of how fragile the timeline is, if I really focused I could even go into the past. Do you understand what having that kind of power is like?
Admittedly, I’ve taken my precog addiction to the extreme a time or two… Or a baker’s dozen… Who’s counting!? Point is, I’ve opened the choke, spent entire decades in precog, experienced various versions of my own death, and met God. You know, if I were God, I’d be THRILLED to find out that one of my humans unlocked their power and became their own God. He was NOT thrilled, not even a little bit. Each time we met he would hurl me back to the present. After that, I’d have to teach myself how to open the choke all over again.
You know the definition of insanity? I started slipping. I was losing time, or at least my place in time, if that makes any sense. At some point, I’m honestly not sure if it was in the present or in precog, I met with a neurologist. He told me that apparently I’m on the verge of developing dyschronometria, or that I will be on that verge in the future. I don’t know. I’m honestly not entirely sure where I am right now. Or “when I am” to be more specific. I’ve lived so many lives, too many to count. And I’ve learned so much. Now I feel like I can’t even access all of the knowledge that I’ve gained. There’s a couple key things that I can hold on to though.
Let me let you in on a little secret; God created us in his own image. And then, he put a lock on our powers. This, and this alone… Wait… Have we had this conversation before? Nah. That would just be weird…