My knowledge was not erased at birth.
I am the Universe, trapped in a human body, weighed down by its limitations, fully aware of my greatness.
Cursed to live in linear time, where a moment seems like forever, yet life is so fleeting. Forming relationships with others who I love and lose and mourn. Understanding that they are simply other versions of myself.
Riddled with guilt from my actions of cruelty and destruction in other lives, struck with awe at my kindness, creativity and ability to solve great problems and achieve great things. Also in other lives.
Knowing that I have all these other lives to live before I can once again be freed to be myself, the Universe.
This is where my sadness comes from. This is where all I am and all I do, comes from.