Full Circle

All my life, I have been on a search for understanding. Resonating in my young skull is a brief mention of unveiling the mysteries of the universe. My parents saw a UFO when I was little-biddy. I cant remember at the moment if I was a fetus or not. An early church go-er, I was indoctrinated into the most holy baptist church. My fondest memory is the time I was running on the asphalt parking area and I slipped in my stupid dress shoes and fell, injuring my left hand and impregnating a small rock under the skin of my palm. Questioning everything, I went on a search for truth, which led me to search for god which led to exploring spirituality which led to anarchy which led to conspiracy theories Which led to God which led to church which led to spirituality which led to anarchy which led to conspiracy theories which led to God...do you see a pattern here?