2027; a Letter From the Future

2027; a Letter From the Future

A Story by Cheri Roberts

There was a time that if I thought of a song it played. Right there in my head. No iPod, no computer. It just was. I suppose it’s one of the few benefits that came with having the chip.

Infants are now born and implanted. It’s just how it’s done. No one has a choice anymore. They don’t even pretend you do and give you an authorization form. It’s mandatory and they just do it.

We are the computers. We are the databases or depositories for information. Most of the knowledge we hold is meaningless to all but ourselves. Most of us still have a human heart, but we also have a mind that can and is manipulated at will by the government, the Man, Big Brother. Some of the information they have us store is their way of being sure it’s hidden from their other enemies; the ones they cannot control with starvation and thirst.

 

Don’t discount what I’m telling you. There are enough signs for you to find the truth, but you have to let this letter open your eyes to see them. You have to fix it. This is not what our country is supposed to be. Hell, WE are not what God intended us to be.

 

Those who created the technology that they implant in us �" and those they sell it to, have turned us all into game pieces. It is so impregnated in us that we don’t know it to be any other way so everything I’m saying just sounds nuts. Trust me, I’m not nuts.

 

InDOC �" short for Indoctrination is manufactured by the American government; a program that begins at your birth and leads to your death. It’s quite possible you have the chip. It’s probable actually. I haven’t met someone without it in years. Every memory you have is manufactured. Nearly every emotion too.


I don’t know in what year or place you have found this letter, but it’s 2027 in the High Desert of California as I write. I feel hurried. I don’t have much time before I have to go back under. I just want someone to know what’s happened in case I never come back up. For history’s sake you know?

I don’t know how many others there are like me; how many that are left that remember…I could be the only one.

Back in 2017 �" wow, those years went by like a snowball rolling downhill…fast…we fell under total economic collapse unlike the United States had ever seen before. The Great Depression was nothing in comparison. There were some people who said for a decade or more before it happened that it was coming. Most of us didn't believe them. We thought they were just a bunch of conspiracy theorists. We were dead wrong, and they were right. We should have listened.

 

By 2022 half of the country’s population was gone. Just gone, mostly from starvation, disease, and violence after the collapse. It happened fast. The government let us rob and kill each other in the initial chaos and then those of us that were left were rounded up and immediately chipped and Indoctrinated. Everyone that has been born since is officially owned and even manufactured intentionally by the American government.

 

Your every movement and experience is accessible by someone else. Your handler. You don’t even know when the moment of access happens most of the time. Nothing is unknown to your handler if he or she wants to know about it. They make a lot of money to know about. It started with the spy cameras and grew more invasive from there. Now Orwell’s “Thought crimes” really do exist. Soon, very soon, the real race of man will be completely gone and all that will be left are InDOCs. With technology rapidly developing who knows what will come next?

 

I dug my implant out a year ago and disappeared. I nearly died from the infection that set in. Each chip is programmed to release a poison if it’s tampered with. The expired anti-dote I’d bought underground barely saved my life and cost a months’ worth of the supplies that I creatively hidden away for the year leading up to my escape. Your chip is embedded at the base of your spine where the cauda equina is. It’s hard and dangerous to get to. Be careful if you try to remove yours, but know until you do, you will never be free.

 

No one can be trusted in this new world. Greed and its accompanying evil are everywhere and squalid circumstances for all of the “have nots” only perpetuate more crime, violence, and death. What’s “theirs” is theirs and what’s yours is anybody’s for the taking.

 

After the collapse and round-up many of us were stuck in the internment camps they started building back in 2007. We thought our local officials or the military would help us, but Posse Comitatus had been gutted since 2006 and the military was not on our side. After the passing of the Patriot Act followed by the NDAA we were pretty much screwed, most of us just didn’t want to believe it.

 

Most of us lost ours in 2013 when all the known firearm owners had theirs confiscated. We were left pretty defenseless. Some people were smart and thought ahead. They reported their guns stolen before the confiscation so they were able to hide them and hold on to them later. Now though, those guns are of little use without ammunition or the means to make any.

 

Food is scarce. It’s rationed. We are not allowed to collect rain water or grow our own vegetables. We are not allowed to own cattle. The government owns what little resources were left after the collapse. Companies like Monsanto destroyed food growth between their pesticides and genetically modified food and there were few precious acres of farm-able land left and they too were confiscated. The food that’s grown is for them, not us. The food they ration out to us is manufactured with waste and chemicals and who knows what else and the only medicine left is the drugs they give us to keep us passive, docile, and dumb.

There’s no time left. I have to go. I want to tell you the rest of the story, but they’re coming now. I can hear the dogs in the distance. Remember, everything you think is real, is not.

© 2013 Cheri Roberts


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Cheri Roberts
Cheri Roberts

Tigard, OR



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Cheri has worked in media for more than 20 years in one capacity or another. Her media years were spent mostly in broadcast radio; from being a live on-air radio host to creating and implementing en.. more..

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