The Path I

Triplet at birth: Destroyer, Mercury and Paradise.   
Destroyer only had a large heart; he died in one week,    
Paradise fell from sickness after two;  the cold snapped    
him from me. Left with only my sister to guide.    
   
At birth I knew past lives personal    
tales, lore, creation, death and burning rage    
engraved into my skin, mind and bones    
marking the loss of my brothers; Culling *    
   
With age I held onto the memories,    
but philosophy I did only require,    
then came Easter; the aura burst into fire.    
   
I was editing poems on my tumblr account,    
deleting bad works and fixing up rhymes,    
before starting to notice a pattern inside.    
   
These works I remembered I wrote,    
they somehow foresaw my future,    
old posts held wonderful insights,    
names were written I did not write.  
   
That was the day,    
"Resting Place of Solitude" died,    
renamed into "Infernal Insight" **    
   
...- .. .-. - ..- . ---... / .--. ..- .-. . / .- .-. -    
   
Embedded onto electrical surges by I.I.I,              
by current degrees of solitude turn practice.    
   
Appendix:    
* Set in motion, constant banishing cannot be controlled or stopped but can be enjoyed.    
** This knowledge would lead to meltdown, instead enjoy my poems, as I enjoy yours.