The Search for the Prime Fractal.

I often come in search of time’s prime fractal; that one we all know is there. That one when my being was first aware.

Before I was born the fractal formed. After I was conceived my time began.

I was aware but not of you, not of these writings nor dimensions of the womb.

Which of my fractals was the first? The fractals are infinite; take one away or add another, the infinity remains. My time is a bubble built on endless streams, touching points in the life bubbles of my ancestors.

It is only this instance that is my life the rest is fossil coral, infinite fractal patterns of happening interwoven with all that happened then. Look as deep as you want and the patterns are always there; my brain itself reflects the coral.

Time is a bubble within a bubble, some start, some end, others form a chain. But the prime fractal is the one that helps us evolve, the bubble formed on the outside of a bubble.