In my world there have always been two separate sets of time operating simultaneusly.
They are often related to as profane time and sacred time, or cosmic time and historical time. Together they constitute a continuity of my being. Profane time is linear and has a beginning and an end. Sacred time is timeless, with no beginning, no end and no direction. I have always had a preference for the psychological aspects of sacred time. I have relied on it to guide me since it was from here that i felt that my being was given its real values. I was in it, and it was in me.
Everything linear was temporary. And the temporary aspects had its beginnings in sacred time as the origin i always felt myself close to. It was from there everything was created and it was from here everything was going to be recreated.
For a limited time, all that appears originates from this. Me, men, women, earth, stars, trees, birds, grass, vind. Everything.
But for some, this sacred time is just childhood. Nothing more. It ends there.
For me it has always been much, much more than that.