by John Panella
And as they turned around, Stram took the notepad out of Thol’s hands and threw it back at the cavern wall where the chief had been standing prior to him vanishing, and it lodged comfortably within a hole underneath a large rock. And agent Stram began to speak these final words...
“Let someone else find it and do the chief’s bidding. As for me, I am out of here.”
And the two of them put their sun glasses back on and returned back home again.
It’s now April 14th 2017 - Until next time.
It’s now 937AD. Welcome back.
The chief peering out partially from the void standing next to his mate Annie May, like a ghostly apparition, shaking his head back and forth while his eyes revealed the sadness, saying, “Like I said, it just wasn’t their time.”
His wife then responded, “That’s ok we knew it wasn’t for them yet, however, we do know who it is for don’t we?”
Back to the Future…
It is January 10th 1959 while a five year old girl was up in the attic with her mother. She noticed that her mother was digging through some really old stuff, while removing some stuff and putting it aside while other things she would replace in other boxes. She then took out this really old book with a handmade leather binding and began to thumb through it.
The child stared at the book noticing that her mother seemed to be deeply in thought while scrutinizing, so she asked her- “Mommy, what is that book about?”
“Oh nothing really child, I never read it, but this was your Uncle’s book before he passed away. He always told everyone that he found the material for this book in some of his archeological finds, and it is about the future or maybe the past, I am not totally sure, it is kind of out there.
He tried to keep the contents of this book hidden from other colleagues, there was just something otherworldly about what he discovered. So he kept it hidden. But when he died, my sister gave it to me, she didn’t want to keep it around, but she didn’t want to throw it away either.”
“Why mommy, why didn’t she want to keep it?”
“She had told me that she read it after her husband’s passing, and she realized why he never wanted to expose this.”
“What was in it?”
“Well honey, for one thing, according to her it had information about their son in the future, which no one could possibly know. Her husband claimed clues were left behind by their son from the future so when he returned he could then... Oh it’s just too weird.”
“Please tell me.”
Well when these clues were followed they would lead to the most important discovery ever. But he refused to believe any of it so he hid it away to make sure no one found it.”
“What is it called?”-
The Time-Loop Chronicles – The Day the Earth Fell Backwards!
By: Professor Walter Keuinedes
“Mommy we shouldn’t keep this book, let’s give this book to Cousin William so he can have it when he goes on his dad’s anniversary of his first archaeological dig, he would get a big ‘Kikapoo’ out of it wouldn’t he?”
“You and your names sweetie you are always teasing your cousin with that name,” As the mother laughed heartily she replied, “You know something since my sister has also passed now, I think you are right Annie May, that sounds like a good idea, your cousin William deserves to have this.
It would be so cool to have something this groovy from his dad, even if it is way out there, and of course since he loved to hike like his dad did, in searching the ancient burial grounds of the Anasazi, this would be right up his alley.”
ad finem et principium –
∞
The End and the Beginning
DISCLAIMER
This is a work of fiction in the genre of science fiction and time travel. Although some names and places may be of commonality, the intended subject matter was simply for entertainment.
Any name or place that is identical was designed for writer clarity and not intended to copy a real person or place except for reasons of novelty. All persons or places portrayed are fictitious.
Note: Much of the subject matter although science fiction the Author actually had many of these incredible experiences through dreams, out of body, and time travel etc….Thus much of the content was based on personal experiences in one form or the other.
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