I viewed a movie called Omni Loop last night. It had an interesting slant on time travel. The lead character woke up to the news that she had a week to live. She enjoyed time with her family and a trip to the beach…ending with her 55th birthday celebration two weeks early. Then her nose began to bleed signifying her imminent demise. At this point, she took a pill and was transported back to the hospital bed that she was in at the beginning of the week. The process began anew with all of the same occurrences of the prior week. It turns out she had been living her untold long life with these pills. At one point she and a college student were endeavoring to break down the components of the pills to crack the time travel efficacy of them. As this occurred repeatedly, much as in the movie Groundhog Day, she asked her assistant if she did not feel they had been together for a lifetime. The assistant agreed.

So it goes with our seemingly short days on Earth. Have we walked these paths before? If you say no…how do you know? Einstein said the distinction between past, present, and future is ‘Only a stubbornly persistent illusion.’

‘I like our Sauk Village Home…at least we have a nice home this time,’ Billy B thought in his 3-year-old brain. ‘I remember Oxford and the lovely campus,’ Billy B mused. ‘My rooms at University were next to C. S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien…many nights we hoisted a pint at the Bird and Baby Pub,’ Billy B reminisced.

The house was larger on the inside than the out. An anomaly that could not be explained by builders. Within its walls were mysteries. Chet found when he entered the cavernous basement John F. Kennedy was no longer the President and Donald Trump was. Upon climbing the circular stairs he was once again in 1963. Jane and Billy B were children upstairs but old people in the basement. Chet enjoyed comparing and contrasting the generations.

‘Signs and wonders surround us,’ Preacher said. ‘Trust only me…I hear directly from God…I have prayerfully determined what we Chosen must do, ‘Preacher passionately proclaimed. ‘Nuclear War will weed out the chaff…we the wheat will be spared,’ Preacher shouted midst many hallelujahs from the congregation.

‘The Soviet Union has removed the missiles from Cuba,’ Neva J said. ‘We came within a gnat’s whisker of Nuclear War,’ Neva J said with tears. ‘President Kennedy is my hero,’ Neva J proclaimed…

‘Hit the deck you rubber neck…time to get ready for school,’ Neva J joyfully said! Begin again…