Age 5, I asked my big sister as she was putting me to bed, "How'd the world happen?". My sister not knowing the answer with any certainty, told me the story of "God" making humans to "test us".
I lay there awake & confused - Well, who made God?? Why was I personally here. How did I even get here?
It felt like I was being lied to...If I was here for a purpose, then everyone & I SHOULD already know that "purpose".
Whats with the existential amnesia? So from then on I've been trying to uncover who I am.
Just living in a dream & can't wake up.




