We make things up to suit our own circumstances.
Slightly weird but no more strange than believing all that we're told.
Fortunately for me I mostly believe in what I can see except of course when I'm dreaming and then I take things with a pinch of low sodium salt.
There is definitely a fault line that runs through the timeline, you can't tell me that this disaster we are in was planned by the hand of the almighty, unless we're in a movie and I'm dreaming again.
Anyway I see signs, portents,
monuments to my ancestors all around me,
ghosts of old ghosts that surround me,
bound by those chains which were forged by the pains they endured
but I am assured that they will bring no harm to me,
no harmony either.