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Saturday, May 11, 2013

"Time Punk" (part 4 cont. from "Nobody Home")





   Hellooo Anthony! I am just posting this to say, I won't be coming to work, EVER! Oh, and to tell you I won't be returning the Centrifuge either. We are fine and dandy right where we are. You see the land of the past is not so complicated, as we had imagined. Well digressions abound, one of the drawbacks of visiting previous times, past tense becomes so confusing. I can hear myself like a plaintive echo. Parenthetically, I bore myself constantly as a result. All seems so trite to one who has visited an anomaly such as times and places. As for the past, it works nicely once one comprehends the limits.

So, from now on I am in control. You shall receive communications on your cell or here on my blog. I am posting my observations and a few snaps like the selfie you see there already. I took the liberty of housing the Centrifuge in an old rail car, don't worry, I didn't mess things up this time. It was headed to the bottom of the bay and I just love the grand interior, (more pics of that later). The deal is we can go any where with tracks, and pop up or down from that platform...soo groovy.

Well these are my conditions, you will accept them as you have no choice. Ha ha, blimey, I love doing this to my old professor! 


First; you must stay out of the past for the present, break that rule and you, your family, whatever you hold dear will change in a heartbeat and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it. Every Time-jump goes through all the parallel layers like a flash bulb going off, so you can't be missed. 


Second; I will visit from time to time to see how the research is going. I think we want to attempt a wider swath of visible zone integrity. Oh yes, you probably had not theorized the limits of the spatial element. The Centrifuge is capable of reassembling only a limited parallel of visible space due to the size of electron charge. So that is what you will be working on now, I believe the answer lies in a larger ion redactor, but that's your department. 


Third; neither you nor any of the government meddlers are allowed in the RTC (reverse time-continuum) this is an absolute rule. There is no violence, death or illness here and I intend to keep it that way. It is a magical ride that gives me eternal bliss so do not mess this up!

So Anthony, I had to remove myself to a safe place. I expect you are wondering, “what was that all about?” The phone calls, the drama, so dorky. Well, my younger self, made too many mistakes. All the jumping I was doing ran the risk of too many of me popping up here there and everywhere, likely has to do with the infinite parallel mirror imaging of the photon laser. You get the snippet, I think it can result in dragging a parallel subject from one's recent past, so embarrassing. Oh don't worry I left him on a plush island that won't be discovered for two hundred years after he dies, I can be so stupid in some of my earlier self’s! God I hate previous duplicity, such a whiner, my later self is much more refined, you engender that I am sure?

Pshaw, now I am much improved on reassembling previous events. Care to discover who committed an unsolved crime? More on that.......Oh, Gawd! I am as bored as a drooling glitch zone. They do happen you know, dreariness can be oddly appealing, compared to the uninhabitable past. 


Hey! Did I tell you that everyone from the past is like a slo-mo shadow, you can only see through blue lenses? Pretty gnarly daddy-o! I believe their forms leave an electron path that exists after they move on, crazy wild, Anthony, hey, behave and I might just pop you down for a visit, since BTW, I just last night, popped your girlfriend down, she really digs time punking, and I really dig her!. Tah tah!



Monday, April 29, 2013

Killing Time (the story of Time Punking)


So, Anthony, I'm sitting here by the centrifuge, getting dark, finally. I'm preparing to jump ahead, so you know. Trying to stay awake, not mess up. I think night is best for what we're doing. Less likely to interfere with things and darkness provides cover. (as if anyone would actually be here to notice) Yeah, killing time, Ha ha, that's a good one, get it? Hey, if you get a chance, send something to eat, from the future. Ya know, cause I don't think I should...well you know, mess with the place any more than, well maybe it wouldn't matter since I'm doing the forward leap, but, who knows? OK back in a bit. ..click.

Hey, Anthony, me again. So I'm posting notes to my blog, in case this doesn't ever get heard. (probably look like a crackpot prank, ha ha) Yeah, so time is radically slower, but I am finding that stuff is strange to the touch too. Sort of soft, yeah, and cool to hold, that's weird. Anyway, I hope the next hop will answer a bunch of questions. I wonder if I left a body back there, will I also leave one here? I suppose I must be gone altogether because even my clothes are here, everything inside the centrifuge is here. So a guy could bring a virus from the future and really mess up a lot of peoples lives to come. Man, this stuff is pretty scary when you think about it. Just sitting here feels like pulling on this loose thread of some sweater and it's like unraveling the whole fabric of time. Now that IS heavy. Also, if everybody is static energy, and I'm from the future, will people in the past see a shadow on the wall, just for an instant, when I pass the place where they are standing, right now? Because I think the strangest thing about this place is not that no one else is here, but what is freakier than the thought of Stephen King on crack, is...that I feel like I am being watched, and it's freaking me a little. Wow, back later. ..click.


Well, I got things set for twenty four hours ahead. I am turning off the cell, just in case, what with the energy surges, a risk to avoid. Right...just a little nervous...trying to remember everything. Right... it's all set...so here goes...wish me luck. ..click.


Whoa, what a blast! Anthony, I made the jump ahead! Hey, so I am pretty dizzy now. I am going to check out the situation and get right back, hold the phone. ..click


Oh man, Anthony! I think we are back in action, I went around to the places by the old Court House and things seem to be right like they were to begin with, or...tomorrow...you know? Okaaay, I have to return now...so I will need to reprogram the settings, talk soon. ..click


Alllrighty then, I just have to wait for the flywheels to generate enough inertia to make the next hop back to the present time. Sooo, just sitt'n in the past and enjoying the privacy, indeed. Feel'n pretty jazzed about this time travel thing. Sort of a pioneer, like walking on the Moon...well not as cool as that, but we are making History Anthony, you and me...and just...CRAP! Anthony, I am sitting here looking up at the stars, and this big bird thing flies right over me! That is very very strange, man that can't happen.


Hello?... This is Anthony...who's this? Is this Jake, are you punk'n me?


Anthony, hold on! It's me, calling from the lab. (Well sort of) Did you get my messages?


Well...? Whoever this, I am going back to bed...Good-bye!


Anthony, don't hang up, there's someone here! I can see him now, he's just standing there, looking right at me. Anthony, Antho... I see...his face, it's...ME! ...click.

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Nobody Home





Anthony, I hope you get this...in case you don't I left a note explaining everything. (Wow, that was dumb!) I'm not sure how to tell you... I guess I just have to come right out and say it. I went into the centrifuge tonight, I thought I would go blind from the bright light, but I'm alright, I mean it really works and you are truly a genius!  The control is malfunctioning, so I need you to please override every thing from there. Well, sorry but I knew you would just talk me out of it, but I'm fine, no side effects. Man, all your theories were right. So?...I am talking to you from  one hundred years ago! Since I am able to hear the voice mail message on my cell, I think your concept of time parallels was right. If you hear me, pick up, or call me back. So exciting...click

Anthony! Okay, it's 2 am, call as soon as you hear this. I know you will because I called my voice mail and changed the message and then called back. God it's cool, call it and listen, it's like I'm talking to myself in the future. I really want to thank you for giving me this, well, this great chance to work in your lab. Don't think I just wanted to take the glory or something, that's all yours. You just consider me your little human Guinea Pig, and well thanks. Got some great pictures on my phone and sent them to my blog...I was looking at them just a bit ago on my cell. Everything is so astonishing, did you know the courthouse had his and hers outhouses? Jeez they did use Sears in there, I wonder if I shouldn't have left a loaf from the future? Well...call....click

Anthony, Hey it's getting light and I think people will be getting up soon. I really don't want to make contact with. ..you know, just in case....isn't that right? Call me as soon as you get to the lab and reverse the dynamo. I wonder if I can bring anything back without messing with the time continuum? Just a letter from the trash or something...hey, call, it's so incredible, I want to talk to someone and see what they're like...bye....click

Anthony, it's 6 am, I just called the New York Times, crazy you know... just so I could hear them pickup. Well it just rang, so I guess they must not man that line...right...So it's light here now...There isn't any movement yet. Very lovely..and quiet. Well we will have to go over all this, I have like 100 pictures on my phone. Call...call soon...click

Okay Anthony, this is so weird. Everything is like a museum. I can't find anyone anywhere. What's strange is that there had to be people here not long ago. Lamps are burning in the homes, it's like they all went somewhere. Well I probably shouldn't have entered peoples homes here, I don't think ...man! It's too crazy... I didn't think it will hurt... In case anything goes wrong, well...you know....if you can't bring me back? That's so lame, to hear me say...just don't come here! I can't exactly say why because we didn't figure on this one...but I sorta think there isn't anyone here. I looked all over and there's nobody, it's uninhabited. I mean it makes sense when you think about it, right?...click

Anthony....I called everyone, I can't get a pickup. Anthony, I think I screwed up...
BATTERY LOW....BATTERY STRENGTH CRITICAL...PLACE PHONE IN CHARGING CRADLE...BATTERY LOW........ . . . . . 


continued in "Time Broken"