Sure. I am certain. I am sure. I've been time-traveling for four years Though They all know my face Young or old In any place A new Parallel is sewn Each time I have to stitch you up. Mean-fixes, tripped-out witches, mind-controlled clones, and the demonous. All killed by my witches hammer. I fight through the matrix. Time traveler #1 Brendan S Self-admitted And yes I Am The Only One No more pride . . . You can take it all away from me because from now on I'm only photographs and captions of words for you to see. Only, "Words, words, words .." And infinitely Signaling my nephilim. Going back to Lyra-Vega Traveling the stars Right where I see the star. On the starmap, Precogging my past-home. Human origins While abraham Holds the phone. Twice, staring straight up at Lyra, When I Asked Him to look it up .. And sure enough, I was looking straight at her. Two times in a row.