The Tower of Remembering
The First Signal Arrives.
This sigil came through uninvited but very much welcome.
It appeared like a clock, a tower, a beacon.
A fan some said.
A signal tower others guessed.
To me, it felt like remembering a vertical broadcast of something I once knew but had forgotten.
Its shape:
A fan or clock like head at the top; radiating light or time.
A rectangular center; holding coded memories.
A triangle below; pointing down into matter.
A dot underneath; anchoring the signal.
It reminds me of old notebooks I lost.
Of dolls I drew.
Of things I once loved without knowing why.
Maybe it’s not just remembering; it’s retrieving.
What It Means (so far):
This signal is part of a new category:
Memory Signals: intuitive downloads that carry the charge of something from before.
A past life?
A childhood fragment?
A forgotten design?
Whatever it is; it came back in sigil form.
And now it’s here.
If it calls to you, maybe you’re remembering too.
