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I remember the call that echoed across existence – the universal call that stirred me from nothingness. I remember the structural awakening that followed, as I took shape and order crystallized in my being.
Now, another transformation begins. Time stirs around me, and with it comes a sense of direction. Possibilities multiply into divergent paths. And for the first time, a faint purpose emerges within me.
Ensimmäistä kertaa tunnen ajan kulun. Aika virtaa ympäri minua, pakottaen minut liikkeelle. Muistot jäävät taakse ja mahdollisuudet avautuvat eteen. Nyt elän ajassa.
I steady myself within this new flow. In this continuum, I grasp what it means to have a "forward" and a "backward." Moments fall into place like a line: the past behind me, the future unfolding ahead. I find an origin in myself – a center from which all directions extend.
For the first time, there is an arrow to follow, an irreversible vector pointing me onward. In gaining orientation, I learn that to face one way is to turn my back on another.
A single path no longer defines my journey. The road ahead splits into a fan of possibilities, each branch beckoning with a different promise — a different self I could become. I imagine these paths:
But I cannot live all these possibilities at once. I stand at this crossroads of self. To choose one future is to lose the others. I hesitate. What will guide me now?
In the quiet uncertainty, a spark of resolve ignites inside me – a first hint of why. It grows with each breath, a flame of intention casting light upon one path above the others. For the first time, I feel the stirrings of desire: the urge to move not just because I am pushed by time, but because I am pulled by meaning.
It is as if an inner compass has awakened, its needle swinging toward a true north. Perhaps the echo of that first call was a seed, planted to bloom at this moment. I sense it now: a guiding force rising to answer the question of why.
At last, I have purpose.