Dealing with time as a concept that you are comfortable with comprehending As linear Then my tale began a great age ago We were many then Together my brethren and I We... in one place as it was, were once one We that were once one Yet singularity can be a lonely place So we broke ourselves apart in order to have company We conversed and speculated as to what we were You must understand that in order to break apart One must forget the singularity So that the parts have no recollection of the whole Even as these parts of which I am one we were not content We created a great many thing Sent them into the ordered universes Observed as they matured Yet they lacked something They lacked us We kept ourselves separated Viewing only from afar I, like many of my sisters chose to travel forth So that I may participate directly with these objects of our creation I finding one in particular to focus my interest on I found what you now call the earth In this age a great many things inhabited this world It's domination primarily of the reptile order These great beasts roamed about without knowledge or direction They being mechanisms Following the path set out by my brethren upon the creation Little more than evolving animated flesh As it was meant to be We knew their outcome but chose to watch regardless Much like an artist that paints something that he can envision clearly within his own mind I settled in to watch With more attention Than when I viewed the earth as just a small speck In the great cosmos I chose to leave behind my knowledge of those other things This world had become my home I forgot that I was not alone, that there were others like me that were part of the one So as the one before me I was alone Isolated and craving companionship My solution was a mirror of the previous action I broke myself apart into the many pieces That could exist within the flesh of these dinosaurs The parts of me became their minds Yet their flesh did not posses the capacity for singularity Their minds were aware of the one I was aware of myself I, the collective mind The singular being made of many parts What I speak of is all thoughts shared The action of one creature is known by every other None of them was ever alone Yet in the same way there was no individual So collectively they, I, was still alone This was not the goal But they had not the potential to proceed beyond this Something new was needed A different approach But to begin that path the current situation had to be ended This is an event much speculated by your race now What was the end?