The Grand Canyon has always connected for me - inspired by the stunning landscape architecture that includes dedicated monuments to Ancient Egyptian Gods and Zoroaster.

On a visit to Sedona Arizona in 1992 - I scheduled a charter flight on a twin engine plane with a local pilot.

As we flew over the Grand Canyon - a childhood memory resurfaced of me visiting the planet in the beginning - when another version of myself - looking much like my Anunnaki persona - had the ability to fly.

I saw myself landing on a mountain watching everything emerge from the chaos of creation - in the blink of an eye.

I have always wanted to fly - taking lessons on another vacation to the Virgin Islands years ago. Being in the air seems so natural to me.

For now, my cosmic wings no longer exist.

One truth remains clear - the beginning and the end are moving closer together in this timeline - like the symbolic ouroboros - as I watch reality from below as well as above - the beginning and the end are coming full circle.