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Tomorrow...five hundred generations since the ice

Ten thousand years

Language recrystallizing yet again

Like music over spoken words over TV over the phone on a plane

Chaos shaded from above and shaped from below

By a world where quiet must be arranged at the expense of fuel.

Everywhere others are coming

Some who say they have been here before

Layers upon layers, cycles yellow white and brown

Layers of earth and air and water

And people leaving masks

Connecting remember when and tomorrow...the Twenty-first century.

Charles Wehrenberg 1995

          Indeed, the past and future seem warp and weft of one tapestry, namely time, making the past a perfect playground for the science fiction mind... or anyone concerned with making sense of time.

Consider OZYMANDIAS by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822):

I met a traveller from an antique land

Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand

Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on those lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal these words appear:

"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.