I didn’t always know where I was going. I wasn’t aware of the lifetimes of Gwella or even who he was or would be. I had a vague notion of destiny but no details. It was like being a wave in the ocean and experiencing convergence with other waves but these occurrences would come and go leaving undefined sense of future and purpose. But remember, I still had only a nebulus sense of time so experiencing time without any kind of clarity was not a problem. The way clarity would move forward was like big sheets of ice sliding into the sea. The ocean was becoming infiltrated with big chunks of something. I would later find out that these chunks were lifetimes. These lifetimes would hold meaning for me but they first appeared strange but familiar at the same time.