these are noticeable times much too salient to look away from like gazing out into the sky wondering where stars come from though we get more downloads than ever before we still don't know what we come here for is it for peace or settle a score did we promise to get the job done then got here and start having fun like it's something new under the sun and if any what would be consequences for failing missions will we return to the source and be laughed to scorn after the forwarn of the sojourn do we start off like soldiers marching of to war then get hooked up to an umbilical cord and told we must crawl before we walk cry coo gurgle and babble before we talk and the kryptonite effect of traumatization that zaps our life force and by the time we snap out of it all the talk we done we did none of it who's fault would it be the prince of Persia held up the messenger didn't get the memo the reminder to jolt the memory to keep the eye on the prize cow and don't spill the beans and on the surface of things not too shallow not too deep somewhere between being woke and sleep if we open our eyes to peek in a blink of an eye will we see the dream in the spark of time traveling