Intertwined: The Past. The Present. The Future

What can you say about human life.

It is the year 2021. Wars seem to be fought on the cyberspace. The race for control over the vacuum of space begins for human beings. while other civilizations outside of this earth, outside of this system of planets; have managed to control and manipulate matter and anti-matter combined. There is no telling what forces out there exist. And the history of time has been a blur..... till now.

For three generations, the family of Serena would only live to work and to work for others. However. Something was not making sense for her, she'd seen the lives of two generations and her's was passing by fast. But her destiny was another one.

One written by her great grandfather that only she; would come to know. Before WWII, before The Great War. There was a famous man only known to some as Tesla. A scientist that would come be noticed by the Great Families of the world. His Inventions revolutionized the world. His work on magnetic fields and how to manipulate the weather were...remarkable. Every month there was a new breakthrough. And his knowledge; would only be written on the pages of his memory.

His disappearance from the world stage left many questions unanswered. And many of his inventions were developed later by fellow colleagues of his. Some of them did in deed reached the riches of their time. And some of them were consumed by those same riches. And people would only hear the rumors about how science has grown, and become so advanced, even after The first Great war. And after that another war. One that would shake the earth and would almost destroy everything..... It was not meat to be this way.

Soon after the second war, after countries stopped waging war with one another; Tesla's workplace remained as a study for those who wanted to follow his research. Some were able to understand the science behind his research. Only to find out that it was technology that was not from their time. The devices and objects listed on Tesla's paper notes would not even exist. Which prompted many questions as to how he managed to accomplish so much in such a short period of HIS time.

Even after he was there conducting experiments, he would not be there for periods of hours. The locals could hear the revving of the machines from miles away; without knowing what those sounds are or where they come from. And only after he'd come out of the locked warehouse, the sounds stopped. After that, it was hours and hours of research. Experiments and frustration after failed attempts. And then one day.... The powers that'd be.... came to his work and told him to stop his experiments and research because the world was not ready yet. But they both knew that there was more to manipulate electricity and communicate with people from one coast to another coast without the need of "wires."

Time passed. The years became months, months into weeks. And weeks seemed like hours. Nothing will be the same. No matter how many times you try to make it stay the same, time ,has it own WILL. And this my last gift.... not to humanity. But to you....Bruce. My oldest friend and the only being that I would trust this notebook. Written by my own hands. From several spans of time. On a place called "Virtual Archive." Where machines resemble humans, food comes to you, other planets are minutes away; and space is still a mystery to humankind.

I've traveled one las time to find you Bruce. And to give you this black notebook that I hope you would find one day hidden by me in your attic. Placed there by me while you went to the park one Saturday morning with your wife Elena. Your daughter, Ithaca. Named after Achille's birth place. And your son Joseph, named after your father, and his father before. Thank you for keeping my time traveling secret. Even as I see you enjoying time with your family at the park, I can tell that they have no idea of what my research was. Thank you, Bruce.

And so.... history and time is yours my dear Serena. I was so exited about the idea to travel across time and see what the future, present, and past holds. However. Everything changed when I saw you being born into this world. That moment I knew that this notebook was not meat for me. But for someone else, someone that would come to know the objects and artifacts that Tesla described. It's always been you. I've dedicated my life to save enough money to make that dream come true. Just like Tesla I hope you find this, hidden in the attic. underneath it there are $20,000 in US Government bonds. Their value will always stay the same, yet their yield; keeps increasing every week.

You should be in your 30s by the time you come to find the notebook and the bonds. Within 5 years you should be able to be in your laboratory and at the same time not being there. I will miss our conversations almost every Saturday morning; when my sons are playing at the park and there was a woman that resembled my 15 year-old daughter. She used to ask me about my work before I married Elena..... Strange the day you were born; I knew It was you Serena.

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