To The Future

Adventures in time and space told in future tense. The Imagine is an interesting phenomenon. A ticking clock, the running sands of an hourglass.

All these have captured the imagination of men. But time is more. It exists now and then and in the future. Suppose we are in the year 1950. Co-existent in time, maybe worlds we have never seen, the worlds of the past and of the future.

The year was 1950. It was a spring night in Mexico, for yesterday. The fireworks shot up into the clear dark sky, and a paper macheable bull ran about the plaza chasing boys and lanting men. Mr. and Mrs. William Travis stood on the edge of the yelling crowd smiling.

They're cheering for the ball. Here comes all of us. Oh! He's good isn't he? I've never enjoyed myself so much in my life. It's terrific. Proctable. Me not to. Ah, so don't worry. I have enough travelers checks for a lifetime.

Relax. But suppose they find this. Forget it. They haven't a chance. But suppose they do. Suppose they take us back. They'll never find us now. Relax. Enjoy yourself. Oh, it could only last. Come on, darling, let's get out of the crowd.

I think you'll need a drink. Alright. Let's try and think different this time. I want to try every drink that is in the world. Oh, don't worry, darling. There's no rush. There's plenty of time now.

Alright, indeed. Ah, there's a table over there. Mm-hmm. Bill. Mm-hmm. What's the matter? Don't... Don't look right away, but over your left shoulder, Life by the end of the bar, that man. What is it?

I saw him this morning in the plaza. What a darling take it easy. The tunnel is full of tourists. But he was at Juarez in Tascaux. Bill, I'm afraid. Well, I don't stare at him.