What is time, but a series of events to unfold, rewind, slow down, speed up or divide? If it can be measured what is its weight; if infinite then nothing. To businessmen, time is money, to the philosopher a river; and in life of humankind, brief; but moments last forever.
It’s true that humankind has advanced thoroughly over the last brief moments of its existence; and many ponder if there was something or someone before them. Many texts suggest and speak of entities much greater than, in all aspects, to this race. Whether they be Gods, Aliens, Beasts or Machines. Each with superior intellect. So, enlightenment, spirituality, science, or alchemy in some cultures. All in search for what was before them.
Memories and Dreams fade and pass over time; but if time is endless, infinite, recycled; then they are also recoverable, though easily manipulated. Our memories, and our dreams, betray us as we try to discover our path. A grand journey of two cousins lay ahead.