The ruins of gray buildings stacked upon gray buildings stretch all the way back to a brooding skyline.  Apocalyptic clouds hover over the metropolis, storm-heavy.                                                                                                                                                                                                             
In this gothic world, there are no sounds. I’m not deaf, it’s just that quiet.
 
Kneeling in its shadow all along, I suddenly notice to my left the only real thing of interest- a large egg-shaped structure formed of open latticework, filled with gears.  Monolithic.  Austere.  And finely crafted-- the egg is maybe four stories high, its intricate lattice constructed of a hard material as gray as the world surrounding it.  

A wave of nausea hits me and I say out loud, “I don’t think I can stand this.”
 
Inside the egg, there is an immediate whirring of the sector gears- the kind you see in clock-like mechanisms. Free-floating in space, these move in all directions within the confines of the egg. 
 
Curious, I draw closer, studying the egg and its moving sector gears within. The kind you see in clocklike mechanisms.
 
“ What is this thing?”
 
As I stand before the egg, a disembodied VOICE responds within my consciousness.
 
This is the future birthing into the now.
 
I see the gears— some which appear solid and some not- passing through each other in a physically impossible manner.  The otherworldly dance of the gears is complex- like a 4-D model of time.   
 
This is the process of Becoming.
 
You are in the In Between.
 
“In between what?”
 
Everything. The Impossible Now between the past and the future.
 
“That makes no sense whatsoever.”
 
It’s impossible in its short duration. Yet here you are, standing inside the eternity of a single moment. Do you remember who you are in the world to which your body belongs?
 
I look blankly into space, squinting with the effort to remember. 
 
“I have no idea.”
 
Then you see the truth in how the past is dust.

At one point I look at the growing pile of gears.
 
“It’s starting to look like if I don’t have a bad future then I have no future at all. Even though I now feel less pain, am I going to die sooner from doing all this?”
 
Your destiny has to fit itself around futures that aren’t meant to be. Your number of breaths are already counted. I will worry about your last one. 

“It's as if this place was made so that I can only do one thing and one thing only, with no chance to screw it up.”
 
If those with choices make poor use of them, then offering fewer possibilities could be called mercy. 

You can’t change the past. But you can make better choices in the future. Everything is interconnected.  And pay more attention to your relationships.  Be gentle with everyone, as I am gentle with you.
 
“Gentle? What’s gentle about all this?”
 
You prayed for something for which being here is the answer. And now the man who fell from the sky is not the same who flew into it.​
​I wake up in a hospital.  I am told that my plane crashed and the doctors run down the list of all my injuries.  I discover that I was put into a coma upon my arrival and was kept there for one week.  For that entire time, I was in the In Between and did not stop yanking out gears until I left. But time doesn’t seem to move at all there and it’s not like I had a physical body that needed to rest, eat or sleep.
 
One morning I awoke to find a photo of me taped to the wall, this from my past and someone's idea of the best version of myself.
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The In Between shows the quantum reality of time, entanglement and how all things are interconnected. Obviously there is more to its purpose than this, but it’s amazing how logically consistent the model is, the deeper I dig into it. There are entangled things that are a universe apart, and when you change the state of one, you instantly change the state of its entangled mate, no matter the distance in space or even in time. There are things that happened at the beginning of time that are, not will, affecting other things at the end of time. Literally, in between the two is only the present.
 
Taking it a step further, if something is happening at the beginning of time that is also happening at its end, then everything in between must be happening all at once. 
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