My life was not meant to travel the seas as marine life or remain in place sedentary as a rock.

My life expired from being a pharaoh ruling with healing in many nations.

My life expired as a runaway slave, that assisted Harriet Tubman in starting a revolution.

I could have been one of Jesus deciples.

Who is to know? Only mind remains lucid with premonitions. My eyes and essence have dramatically changed through the passage of shifting times.

My recollection of history, restarts upon my departure into the unknown. Accepting my fate due to rash decisions or illness.

The hypotheticals are endless....