I misheard this thunder for thunder..
The clap of the sky was not true to the nature ever told by the lightning..
What I was hearing was a sound and wave that I was causing..
A sort of forgotten memory that leaves me and is gained by something higher and more willing to listen..
Something that hears thoughts and steals memories..
The claps of the sky is a memory faded..
Where this overseer takes and bulids upon...
But I can take it back..
With light..
With lightning..
As it strikes back down here on earth..
I take my memory back..
But the trick is..
How to have lightning without thunder........