Preface: The Forgotten Memory There was a time before time -when there was no sky, no fire, no breath, and no dream.Only awareness drifted in stillness, like an endless sea without waves.It was perfect.So perfect that even perfection became lonely.That loneliness gave birth to motion, And from motion came the first whisper of creation.This book is not a scripture.It is a memory -a memory of who we were before the stars, and who we are trying to become again.Some will read this as a story.Some will see science hidden between the lines.And some will feel something ancient -as if a forgotten part of their soul suddenly remembered its home.Everything in this book is both myth and truth.Because the truth of the universe is not written in equations, but in the longing of everything to return to itself.