I always wanted to be a writer or so I thought. Well, not always. Maybe right now I want to be a writer.
It’s funny to read some of my favorite authors schlepping around typewriters in the 60’s just to carry a story
I chuckle at the thought while I bang away on this wireless keyboard made by a company called Apple.
Where and when will you be when will you hear this NOW? Maybe tomorrow in your car, perhaps on the Red Line in years.
Right “Now”, you are reading this in the future of when I wrote it, which is in a sense……. telepathy
If you think about it, I have never spoken a word to you nor have we meet, but somehow you know what I am saying
We are speaking to each other at this exact moment in my time, but also in your time, which is “Now” for both you and I.
Let’s try this….
since you are hearing this in the vast future or should I say your “Now”, you must be able to teleport yourself by “Now”?
Has Technology won over your dimension yet?…..What was that?
OH, OK, good.
What I ask of you is this,
teleport yourself to the left of my desk………. In front of the closet doors and I don’t know, give me the piece symbol with your fingers.
OK, ready? On three…
1, 2. 3.
You are not here, Am I?
REK 5:16AM 2/5/16