The Extensive Manual to Time Travel #1

  Hello, dear newcomers, gent and lass, all alike. Hello to you aspiring time travelers of all ages in the future of now. And farewell to those amongst us that have already gone spiraling down the maddening pit that is beyond the portal into time. This is an extensive guide for you who are intending on taking a joyride into time, and still expect to be in time for dinner. I, however, have not traveled in time yet, nor have I discovered time travel, but I do know a bit of how it works already seeing how there have been time travelers intertwined with my life. And how, exactly, we’ll find out in the far future.

Say goodbye to all your loved ones because they will probably never hear from you again. Put a smile on their faces as they bid you farewell forever, because when you go through that portal, it is likely that you’ll never come back again! And now that you’ve opened yourself to the possibility of making the past into whatever it is you desire, you can greet your own personal timeline. That’s right, friend, your own personal timeline! If you haven’t accidentally erased yourself, you have succeeded in deviating history away from the common thread, which is what I call the common timeline we all share (though even that may be a bit of a stretch). Become someone famous, or outstanding in any other particular way that you want, but only for a bit as you see everything spiraling out of control. Find timelines with strange laws of physics, an inverted sense of probability, and maybe one where you’re not going bald. Think of this: there is no time police to stop you from doing anything you want to do wherever you go in time. And the reason that is because if you travel through time, chances are you aren’t coming back.

Okay, I’ll be frank with you. Chances are you already know this, but every indecision you come upon, every deviating thought, a flip of the coin, creates an alternate timeline that goes away forever in another direction, and this supposedly happens to all of us. The only way to live with this is to ignore it, because it can become a constant reminder that you were never in control in the first place.

Earth is a funny place, and that is because of its unique story, how it is the birthplace of all humanity. All humanity spread across the stars. I call even people from other planets human because we are all common creations of the Father. I know, to think that god was actually a thing. I had postulated even before knowing god was a thing that if there were other civilizations out there with a similar religion, or even if we looked the same, then god exists and he created us. It’s true after all. The truth goes on and can be quite mind boggling. We don’t have anymore flying discs or UFOs out there anymore because the common thread between our timeline and a timeline with a shining future has deviated from each other. We are now on a path I could easily say is uncertain for all I know. Flying discs were the cars from the future, equipped with time travelling apparatus and cloaking technology, here to spectate history in becoming. They were from a future where Earth had become the center of an intergalactic federation, home to all different species of mankind, a future we wouldn’t recognize humans anymore - they would have become a mixed sample of all humanity across the stars. And get this, different ethnic groups actually originate from different planets. The peoples of different planets grew jealous of us and sent back in time groups of people to colonize Earth even before earthlings were created to participate in Earth's history. The diversity of our planet is already what one could imagine the diversity of the universe is, however, here it is still minute.

Later in the next few years I will study to become a time traveler, and so will begin the greatest adventure I will embark on. Stay tuned to hear about where I go, what I do, and my special relation to the Father and his own special apocalypse.

For now this is all I have to say, to warn fellow time travelers. Beware, and only spectate when you travel, lest the rabbit’s hole swallow you whole.