aletheia starborn

I went through a portal. It felt like I was moving through time—landscape after landscape flashing in front of me, fast, like I was watching the world rewind.

It stopped at a place with trees. I saw the pyramids—small, in the palm of my hand. I held them gently and placed them down on the land where they belong, where the Pyramids of Giza stand today.

Then I was planting trees. I saw myself walking along the Nile. I was waving at people, happy. Some were waving back. Some were bowing. There was peace, like something sacred was being remembered.

I kept walking, and soon I was in what looked like a long hallway, or a wide street lined with columns on both sides. At the end of it, there were small stairs.

Then suddenly, everything changed.

The scene collapsed into sand.

Like a glitch, like a sudden cut. The buildings, the columns, everything disappeared, swallowed in a wave of dust. The being was gone. I didn’t know what happened.

I was just standing there, confused. It didn’t make sense. I needed to know what that was—what happened.

I needed answers. So I forced myself to go back. I made myself time slip.

And suddenly—I was back.

Back at the pyramids. Back on the same street, framed with columns. Only now there were more structures, more buildings, like a whole complex had formed.

Next to me was a being. Tall, cat-like. Upright. Wearing a cloak over its head. Wise. You could feel it. This wasn’t a guardian—it was something ancient. Deep. Familiar. Like a long-lost friend I somehow never forgot. We were walking side by side, toward the small stairs that led to the pyramids.

And we were talking. Having a conversation like old friends. It felt natural. Grounded.

Then—again—everything changed.

Suddenly, an explosion. Like a bombing. A shockwave tore through the air. Everything turned to dust.

I couldn’t see properly. My vision blurred. I could feel the heat of the sun-sharp and burning.

Something started licking my face.

I opened my eyes. A dog. I hugged it instinctively. I asked it, How did you survive?

Everything else had turned to sand. I looked around—ruins, silence. Bones scattered across the ground. When the wind touched them, they turned to dust.

I couldn’t find the cat-being that had stood next to me.

I created water with my hands and gave it to the dog. It drank and walked with me through the desert.

Then I was no longer in my body. I was watching everything from above-like I was on a spacecraft, looking down.

And I just kept thinking: What happened? What have they done?

I knew I had to go back. I had to go back. To fix it. To understand.

Then a kind of field appeared-like an energy dome. I could still watch everything inside, but it was sealed. I wasn’t part of it anymore.

Inside the spacecraft, I saw other beings. Many. But I was different. I didn’t belong with them.

And then I started walking. Toward the end of something. I still don’t know what.