To the Future, to the Past

 

To the future or to the past...

No one could have predicted that the world would change so dramatically in the last 50 years, and that the world would be observed by intelligences far bigger than robots. Everything had taken on a new meaning; nothing was the same, and the past had fled. 

They imagined a perfect world, brimming with lovely things, and they believed it was all for the greater good. After the tsunami in Darwin, Mort’s oversaw the government. We had nowhere to turn when this happened, until the secret agency presented us with an opportunity to restore the city. This is when they took over our city and took control of our life, by changing the city's name and how it operated. 

They arrived with fresh ideas for improving the world, beginning with the elimination of diseases. People were not allowed to have their own children due to overpopulation, therefore they were compelled to adopt. Because there was no sickness, people didn't die, and the world became overcrowded as a result. There were insufficient resources for everyone, and people were starved to death. No one was allowed to go outside at night-time for any reason. 

I worked in the secret robotic tower, where I designed and built robots and other technical items. For their protection and oversight, each household was given a robot. This was a rule that had to be followed by everyone, including myself and the agronomists. My younger brother Niklaus worked in a little tech vision building that resembled a UFO. His duty was to look after the robots' eyesight, which was where all the robots' specific data was saved.

This is a critical message to the past and to those who believe in a bright future for themselves.

Let me assure you that it is not; they are holding a secret from us all. I'm certain of it, but no matter how many times I warn them, they ignore me. Now is the time to act, to travel back in time and correct the errors. “The only hope lies in knowing the past, inside the UFO!”

It was another windy July day; the towering skyscrapers were encroaching on my view from the daylight. An unpleasant smell of acrid filled upon my nostrils, and a burning sensation appeared throughout my body. I noticed the immense gloomy grey clouds that surrounded the massive floating UFO construction. No other was allowed in this building except for the Agronomist, and all members of the secret agency. These Agronomist people were scientists who controlled soil and crop production. Evie, a friend of mine, worked there and oversaw crop productions. I recall a memory from a week ago, when I asked her to snap a picture of the inside of the building. But she just refused, saying, "You know the regulations, no one else is allowed to visit inside the UFO, except the agronomist and the agency personnel."

Something was wrong with this world; how could everything be perfect? I've noticed something strange about the system of taking the daily dose over the years. This medication had side effect of causing to see bizarre things at night, when going to bed. It was weird, something out of this world, to see a small arc-shaped section of the visible portion illuminated by the sun. It appeared dazzling white at first view, but upon closer inspection, it was more of a dark grey, with some white, black, and even a hint of orange. Every time, there was something new, a striking resemblance to something that didn't have a name or identity. The most memorable was a group of young toddlers singing a melody in a circle.

“Ring Around the Rosie

Pockets Full of Posies

Ashes, Ashes

We All Fall Down”

I had the impression that we were living the same day, and that time was passing us by. The only way to prevent this from happening was to get inside the UFO and face the clock. Something inside the UFO must be forcing time to keep repeating itself. There must be a way to travel back in time and stop time from repeating itself, if there is something that causes it to do so. "This is not simply a warning, but the truth,"

 

 

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