Temporal Engineering
circa 1994
At football game with GB kids. The crowd spreads in the stands. We all go take their place by the field. A big parade dragon comes into the stands, almost stepping on us. I duck under its feet. I get away and into the open, like a square. It's greyish out. I come to the realization that there's another "me" out there -- from the future. I contemplate meeting this other self. Then I explain to Janet B or Sara S that genetics engineering is no longer the answer to immortality, that I will now declare temporal engineering. I run for a while over concrete, up concrete stairs to a concrete building. Janet is there. I explain.
posted by Phlegm at 11/23/2003
