Muted Monologues: Dejavus

Dejavus make me feel like I’m on a known path. One vague moment leading to a more familiar one.

That feeling like a certain scene is recurring. Except that a real life moment happens only once.

How can a particular scene that has happened happen again? Must be a mystery.

A phenomenon that makes the present seem like it belongs in the past, somewhere in the past we can’t remember.

Could it be a long forgotten dream, a thought lost somewhere in the mind or a fragment of a previous experience?

Dejavus to me, have this strange link with destiny. They are like a spiritual recognition of a moment.

To have knowledge of almost all the parts of a moment while it is happening is to have same knowledge of same moment before it occurs.

Yet, the mystery lives in the question of “how the knowledge came to be”

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