If I went back in time and took a previous version of myself, formed it up, implanted a soul and then jumped inside myself, who’s “LIFE” would it be?
Two people, from two different times, standing in one spot in time.
One would have been born or evolved into existence, but was created into existence by someone who has fucked their life up and now is squatting on my life and in my time and in my space.
Who’s time is it? It is mine!
Who’s Life is it? It is mine!
Shame to you men and women, who go back in time to take up residency in another person in an effort to correct your present time, but then forget why you came back and fuck our time up, taking us on the same damned path you have walked over and over again.
Find yourself, you jackass. If you are going to cross a line, fix the problem with yourself.
I do not want you dead.
I just do not want you here, in my time!
James Scott Velozo