Have traveled the whole of the universe yet I found no peace. I even dared to enter the black hole but it led me to another universe where they call me alien. The journey now points back home. Home before I knew what life meant cause I thought life is what you make of it.
The patterns of the universe are fascinating. The more I decode the fabrics that make me who I am, the more I realize I lost my way when I left Juptier. Going back home. Home to where the ancient pharaohs bulit monuments in my name. For my name is why we live. My name is what we made of. My name is Thando- Love.
I'm back home.
(Written 9 November 2013)