Crumbling towers

Days going by and as the time passes it leaves a trail. It’s a trail of dust and DNA. More of me falls away. Eventually mountains fall to the constant tide of the sea. My body feels the strain more every day. Body crumbles and eyesight fails, but I still see the toll of winter. The past travels further away and fear of letting it go becomes overwhelming. You feel if you let it go, then it’s gone forever. The problem with carrying all of those memories is that they become heavy. Time changes everything and nothing all at once. Time is only hard for me to deal with in linear thought. I bounce through time easily but with this life, trying to put a measurement of time between events makes me go into a panic attack. I wonder how long into my next revolution it takes before I recognize this time is happening and happened already? What does my head in still is the idea that these are all happening simultaneously. These lives, are all bleeding into each other. Is the next step becoming more? You hear people talk of ascended thought or higher frequency thinking, but what if the thread that holds the limits fall away completely? Do we become a god? I already believe we are gods. We are limited only by our self imposed limits of thought. So how is it that we try so hard to hold onto what we already had and have no further need for? We are becoming gods, but we want to bring along all this baggage? I fight with this thought every day. Maybe it’s just time to throw “normal” ideas of what is and what should be out the window. Move on and yell at the light poles and ignore the onlookers who think you’re the crazy one.