On a cold clear morning’s day I think things make sense. You know what I mean? The kind of feeling you get when something descends into you and you know…YOU KNOW! You know all the answers.

All the answers to all those questions that you never asked but wanted to know. Like all of them!

I used to tell the future. Man, you may laugh but you know I sort of could see it, deep inside. I’d close my eyes and I would know how things would go. Not every time. Just a feeling. Occasionally a sensed rather than seen picture.

 
Then that morning. Bang! Man! I saw it. I woke up with a clarity that I knew was not mine. I changed.

I no longer saw the future. The future now made itself felt through me. I was a vision it was realising.