I HAVE TIME TRAVELED FROM THE YEAR 2040 to 2010, AND I'M STUCK HERE!

I just read through all 28 pages.....to come to this .....wtf

I simply meant it was a one way ticket, there is no going back even if I wanted to. Which I don't.

If you look at the signature at the end of his post, there are a series of dashes and dots, which looked like morse code to me. So I found a morse code translator and that is what it translated into!

Out of everything I read, I am thinking about the rabbit.

The poor rabbit is stuck in a time loop.

It gets sent back in time two hours. Two hours later it catches up, and gets sent back in time two hours.

If a person were stuck in a time loop like this, would they age? What would it feel like to them? Would they ever get hungry or age?

Say they did this with a person. He goes back in time two hours. Then after two hours he catches up and they send him back in time.

I still think he'd be aging and needing to relieve himself and getting hungry or catching a cold or needing to sleep.

I think it would drive a man mad to be stuck in a time loop.

it did?

I just read the first page then jumped to the end.

didn't see the code and etc.

but that's common speak in this time frame so he is a local not a time traveler

and a GLPer at that!

LOL

good job

I think Aliens exist, but I've never heard of any or seen any.

For 2 years as a child I would go outside at night with my mother and father and we would look around and saw this purple/orange glow on the horizon. You could only see it really late at night when it wasn't hazy or cloudy.

My father told me they were the "Fires of Civilization". To me it looked like a massive forest fire.

We went into the mountains and had no contact with civilization for years and years and years. So I really don't know much about any natural or man-made disasters that might have happened during that time.

Born : April 27th 2010
From : Boulder, Colorado
Departed : August 8th 2040
Arrived : July 26th 2010

Let me introduce myself, My name is Jacob Time.

I have been enjoying the internet of this time. And enjoying this website. Thanks.

So far my participation has been limited, but now I will answer any of your questions that I can.

My mission-
It was a one way trip for me. I came with the vintage clothes on my back, a backpack full of medical supplies, food, and the currency of this time.
I brought approximately 18,200 American Dollars and several pieces of gold jewelry including a ring and dental crown my father once owned.
I can't go back, I wouldn't want to if I could. I was the guinea pig for a time travel experiment conducted in Boulder Colorado on Wednesday August 8th 2040 at about 10am MST.

How I got here-
I was chosen to be one of the first participants in an experiment dealing with time travel. In accordance with the terms and conditions of the experiment, I was prepped and introduced to the equipment over a 2 week introductory course. During my 2 weeks I witnessed any number of objects and live animals transported through spacetime with an efficiency close to 92%.
Meaning, as they would tell us, an 8 error rate. 8% of the objects transported through spacetime were disintegrated into a pile of mush that had a horrible burning odor attached to them.


Do the Buffalo Bills ever win the Super Bowl ?
The pet joke is that 8 percent "burn out"
They narrowed down our initial group to 3 prospects. We agreed to play one round of poker to determine who would go first. I lost to 3 of a kind and 2 pair respectively. So I got to be the lucky son-of-a-bitch who "volunteered" first. I was given a set of instructions to follow, but don't worry its not overly complicated.

Rule 1, I can't kill anybody.
Rule 2, I can't say or do anything that would result in someones death.
Rule 3, I can't prevent someone from dying who was supposed to die.

There is still a lot I can say without breaking the rules. And as far as I know, there is no way they can prevent me from doing it.
I am supposed to live out my life in this time, so I'll be around for a while.

This is the first time i've seen this thread, but if you would have taken the time to read his signature, it reads : YOU HAVE FAILED IN YOUR MISSION. ALL YOUR BASE AREBELONG TO US.

Born : April 27th 2010
From : Boulder, Colorado
Departed : August 8th 2040
Arrived : July 26th 2010

Let me introduce myself, My name is Jacob Time.

I have been enjoying the internet of this time. And enjoying this website. Thanks.

So far my participation has been limited, but now I will answer any of your questions that I can.

My mission-
It was a one way trip for me. I came with the vintage clothes on my back, a backpack full of medical supplies, food, and the currency of this time.
I brought approximately 18,200 American Dollars and several pieces of gold jewelry including a ring and dental crown my father once owned.
I can't go back, I wouldn't want to if I could. I was the guinea pig for a time travel experiment conducted in Boulder Colorado on Wednesday August 8th 2040 at about 10am MST.

How I got here-
I was chosen to be one of the first participants in an experiment dealing with time travel. In accordance with the terms and conditions of the experiment, I was prepped and introduced to the equipment over a 2 week introductory course. During my 2 weeks I witnessed any number of objects and live animals transported through spacetime with an efficiency close to 92%.
Meaning, as they would tell us, an 8 error rate. 8% of the objects transported through spacetime were disintegrated into a pile of mush that had a horrible burning odor attached to them.
The pet joke is that 8 percent "burn out"
They narrowed down our initial group to 3 prospects. We agreed to play one round of poker to determine who would go first. I lost to 3 of a kind and 2 pair respectively. So I got to be the lucky son-of-a-bitch who "volunteered" first. I was given a set of instructions to follow, but don't worry its not overly complicated.

Rule 1, I can't kill anybody.
Rule 2, I can't say or do anything that would result in someones death.
Rule 3, I can't prevent someone from dying who was supposed to die.

There is still a lot I can say without breaking the rules. And as far as I know, there is no way they can prevent me from doing it.
I am supposed to live out my life in this time, so I'll be around for a while.

If you would've taken the time to read this thread, you would've noticed that I already deciphered the morse code in his signature and pointed that out to everyone previous to your post

There is no paper money, silver or gold coins are kept around as memento's. In Boulder there is a cafeteria where a large warehouse used to be, its lined with tables and chairs, every day thousands of us head there for breakfast, lunch or dinner. It is self serve, with trays and a wide variety of food, but these are not large amounts by any stretch. Before I left Boulder I had a small fish filet and a lettuce/onions/carrots with some olive oil. Some organic milk and juice. I would call it a typical breakfast.

I believe it may have more to do with location, but there is a lot of beer available as a source of bottled sterile hydration. They bring in a truck or two every week from what is left at the Coors brewery in Golden.

Most of our time is spent building, fixing up houses and property, working on the community gardens and other projects assigned by the council. There are no taxes, and almost everyone is responsible for at least one livestock animals.

When I came into the program, they took my goat "Billybo", I called him Billybo-the-goat, he walked slowly and mostly stayed in the fenced in portions of the back yard of the home that I stayed in. He kept the grass nice and low, and I take a wheelbarrel full of his manure in about every week.

I do not understand your question about the best state. As far as survivability, I can only speak for the Colorado area, specifically boulder my hometown!

We have no printed press, although many memo's and flyers are passed around. There is no TV stations running, there is no radio running but they have utilized radio broadcasts. There are a few broadcasting towers in the area, but mostly there is no reason to be broadcasting continuously.

We lived in a cabin, the cabin was heated with wood. Most people don't know wood doesn't burn well unless it has been properly aged. I've spent entire days chopping wood by hand. We kept it outside during the summer, and moved it into the caves in the winter and put tarps over the wood. I would say in our wood burning stove we burned a facecord about every 10 days. It was heating the entire cabin and used for cooking and drying of clothes as well as keeping some moisture in the air with the wick effect, some old towels and a bucket of water.

We grew a lot of our food. More and more as time went on. Tomatoes seem to grow well but I hated them, squash, pumpkins, carrots, potatoes when they would grow. One year it got very cold during the summer, for about a week, lost most of our crops and had to rely on stored food (canned and dry), as well as a lot more hunting. I remember that was the first year I ate snake. I also remember thinking, "I'm not hungry enough to eat snake again anytime soon."
It was more of a surprise though, not a lot of snakes in the area and this one had become pinned and was easy to take care of. It was greyish with brown spots (not dots), but I am no snake expert and have no idea what kind of snake it was. Probably about 3 feet long, all about the same size from front to rear.

We encountered people rarely in the mountains. Maybe once a year someone might walk by our little farm and cabin. One time this guy stuck around for a month, he said he heard Boulder was ok and was heading back there. Shortly after that, we decided to check it out for ourselves.

Any freetime I had, I usually read books at night by the candlelight. Most of the daytime hours were spent working. I never got tired of cutting up that fire wood. I love the feeling of swinging an axe through the air and hitting a piece of wood perfectly, watching it split in two perfect pieces.


Upon arriving in Boulder, we wandered into the welcome center, there are signs posted all over town. You get a basic id card and they give you clothes, a hot shower with lots of water pressure (it was great!). You are assigned a house, an animal, a job. If you want, its all volunteer of course. There are some people who choose not to volunteer, but in return they don't get a lot of help when they need something, so they usually come around.

There is more free time, we mostly spend outdoors when its not snowing. The first year we were there is the first time I ever played frisbee or hackey sack.

We lived in a cabin, the cabin was heated with wood. Most people don't know wood doesn't burn well unless it has been properly aged. I've spent entire days chopping wood by hand. We kept it outside during the summer, and moved it into the caves in the winter and put tarps over the wood. I would say in our wood burning stove we burned a facecord about every 10 days. It was heating the entire cabin and used for cooking and drying of clothes as well as keeping some moisture in the air with the wick effect, some old towels and a bucket of water.

We grew a lot of our food. More and more as time went on. Tomatoes seem to grow well but I hated them, squash, pumpkins, carrots, potatoes when they would grow. One year it got very cold during the summer, for about a week, lost most of our crops and had to rely on stored food (canned and dry), as well as a lot more hunting. I remember that was the first year I ate snake. I also remember thinking, "I'm not hungry enough to eat snake again anytime soon."
It was more of a surprise though, not a lot of snakes in the area and this one had become pinned and was easy to take care of. It was greyish with brown spots (not dots), but I am no snake expert and have no idea what kind of snake it was. Probably about 3 feet long, all about the same size from front to rear.

We encountered people rarely in the mountains. Maybe once a year someone might walk by our little farm and cabin. One time this guy stuck around for a month, he said he heard Boulder was ok and was heading back there. Shortly after that, we decided to check it out for ourselves.

Any freetime I had, I usually read books at night by the candlelight. Most of the daytime hours were spent working. I never got tired of cutting up that fire wood. I love the feeling of swinging an axe through the air and hitting a piece of wood perfectly, watching it split in two perfect pieces.


Upon arriving in Boulder, we wandered into the welcome center, there are signs posted all over town. You get a basic id card and they give you clothes, a hot shower with lots of water pressure (it was great!). You are assigned a house, an animal, a job. If you want, its all volunteer of course. There are some people who choose not to volunteer, but in return they don't get a lot of help when they need something, so they usually come around.

There is more free time, we mostly spend outdoors when its not snowing. The first year we were there is the first time I ever played frisbee or hackey sack.

No multiple personalities, but I have never met anyone that has had them so maybe I need a better description. As far as I know I am only one person. I came from Boulder Colorado, and NOT a mental institution.

When I came through the machine, which I have described in an earlier post. After what felt like falling for a long time in a completely dark cave or hole in the earth, without any wind rushing up towards me, I heard a sound that sounded like a stone being dropped into a perfectly calm lake. "Plop". It always makes this sound. From my perspective I was standing straight up, looking forward through the gaps in the machine at the scientists and military personnel. The gaps open and close as the machine spins faster and faster. There was a very large build up of electricity and everything sounded to be humming of buzzing. Then everything went black, I felt like I was being pulled apart from the inside out, and suddenly I am standing outside in the sunlight in the year 2010. I didn't see any portal, there was simply the absence of light and then immediate light again. Like blinking your eyes but a little slower than normal. But when you blink you suddenly see a different image than the one you had left.

I had an easy job. Surviving the trip, which had an expected error rate of 8%. If I did this properly, I had to signal to the scientists that I had successfully arrived. This was done by sending them a message. An agreed upon location would be dug up after my transportation to 2010. I was to leave a message behind at the location, which they have assured me is in an area that remains untouched for the next 30 years.

If its still there in 2040 (and I'm pretty sure it will be), then they have already gotten the message and they know I made it alive and didn't burn out.

I found this site accidentally, just like most of lifes great adventures. I was using your search engine Google, which I really enjoy for its simplicity. My father had long talked to me about the great inventor Tesla who worked in Colorado for many years. I've read most of the library material about Tesla and was looking for one of those online books. I typed in something like "online book tesla", not sure of the exact combination. It took me to a thread here about free ebooks, and I stuck around, but I am not sure why. I guess I find this place fascinating, it moves so quickly. Posts disappear from the front page, at first I thought I was going bonkers. Nope, the thread I was looking at when I refreshed went to the second page. I started going through all the popular threads and reading the pins. This really is a wonderful opportunity you all have here, there is nothing even CLOSE to this in Boulder in 2040.

I was considering upgrading my account to support this place. Can someone explain to me how the pay-pal works? I go there and it wants a credit card and I don't have one. Is there somewhere I can take my cash to give it to pay-pal? Is there a place I can send a letter with the money to it and have pay-pal accept it? I don't understand how to give this place my money, where are they? I was just looking in the directory and I couldn't find a local place here in town.

Help?.....

I don't have an answer for your first.

If you start having power problems and internet problems around the last elections then you should leave new york. I know where I am going, but I can only speak for myself. Candle lake will be ok.

I am currently in the state of michigan. I will be making travel arrangements and be in candle lake before the end of summer 2012.

I found you, you little shit. You are grounded from the time machine for 2 months and if you don't get your ass back home to 2040 in the next 5 minutes you'll be sorry!

A few people have asked me the question of what major events happen between the years of 2010 and 2012. This post is to hopefully address all of those inquiries and questions.


As one poster said, if I had spent 15 years in the mountains with my parents, wouldn't I have asked them many questions about what was going on?

First off, there wasn't a lot of time for idle chit chat. This is not an excuse though, I'm just going to tell you that my parents gave me the impression they didn't want me to know some things, and for that I resented them. They did tell me quite a bit though, but I still have the feeling they left something out.

Here is what they told me about the years 2010-2012, as they lived them, in Boulder Colorado.

My father would go on tirades about "Those damn elections." He said things always heated up around the elections, and politicians did stupid things to get votes. The time he was referring to was the 2012 elections, not the ones in 2010. Neither of my parents talked much about the years 2010 or 2011, it was almost all 2012, because that is when things went out of control.

Here's what I know.

Before the elections in 2012 there is a crisis in the middle east. All the big countries send armies there, its a massive build up larger than ever before. As the confrontations continue to the lead up of the elections here, there is a tremendous pressure placed that causes America to call for bombings of facilities in one of the countries. This is followed by a counter strike and a massive ground campaign. But now its more than just America its China and Russia and Germany and France and Britain. Nothing happens until another crisis in the same area days before the election. After the Tea Party guys shake things up there is a public confrontation in the streets of Washington DC, protesting the action in the middle east, the tide changes and everyone who was ahead in the polls is behind. Then there is some debate about legitimacy of the elected officials and of the elections themselves. As you know, nothing is official for the President until the following January, the 20th I believe. So the President is still the one in charge during the next events that I describe.

There is a blackout and the news is not reported like normal. The newspaper that we saw, the Denver Post, its last date was Nov, 22nd 2012. It had some headlines about thanksgiving, and a black friday, but mostly it was the main headline that took up a large portion, and that part said "PRES OBAMA TO STEP DOWN!" and the article which I didn't read in its entirety said that he was forced to quit for something he had done during the crisis, even though he would be gone by January. I guess they thought friday would be a bad day and that is the day he would step down? I wish I had read more or remembered more of what I read but that was the gist of it.

Then my parents said, after the blackout and the internet stops working, then the actual power blackouts begin. I remember my father sitting in his old ranger listening to the radio because that was still working. He heard something and grabbed me from the porch and took me inside. I guess he told my mom something was wrong and they had to go. I remember standing around as my parents rushed about the house at light speed gathering up things. Then I remember a long truck ride up into the mountains. I only remember it at so young because it was so traumatic and intense. I mostly remember standing there, not knowing what was going on and crying because I was scared.

Ok I hope that answered some more of your questions. There are other things I am sure I know but without knowing if you guys already know them, I would have to spill my guts out for a year on here for us to get anywhere. So the more specific the questions, the better.

You won't be laughing when first there is a news blackout and all the channels are changed or blocked from your viewing. And then when your precious internet that you care so much about stops working. I don't know how they shut it down but they do, like turning off a switch the government just shuts it down. After that there are electrical problems and rolling blackouts. The last thing you will have left is a few radio stations, and they won't be on the air very long.

So goodluck with your instant information when you no longer have an internet. Oh, all the phone lines go down, you can't call for help, you can't call your relatives or friends. The land phones and cell phones all stop working on the same day. It was that night my father heard something on the radio and we left for the mountains. I was 2-1/2 years old, its the only real memory I have from so young. It was the last time I can remember seeing a moving vehicle until we returned to Boulder in 2027. Our old truck, it was a grey Ford Ranger, 89, extended cab. I used to play in it a lot as a kid, but the truck had no gas and hadn't for a long time, so it was just parked in the shed in the back.