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The Two Time Machines at the YMCA
by Jerry Guarino

The YMCA is an extraordinary institution. Founded in England with locations all over the world, it provides a healthy environment for all ages, but especially for senior citizens. That’s why I was curious to find two new machines, installed in the dead of night in our local gym.

Normally, machines are used for weight training and muscle building, but these two machines were of a different caliber. Innocently labeled WATERMASSAGE on the rear bumper, they resembled a tanning bed with the top removed. I thought this might be just what the seniors were looking for, a gentle and relaxing muscle massage, like a motion-activated water bed.

But I soon discovered they were not therapeutic, at least not as advertised. Here is how they work. You lie down on the bed, enter your name and date of birth on an iPad and then don a VM (virtual reality) headgear. I should try it, and so I did.

It started with relaxing spa music and a burst of colors, like being transported back to California in the 1960s. The VM headgear featured noise-canceling technology, so that you couldn’t hear anything outside your immediate environment—no conversations, music, or people. After about a minute, the machine immerses you in a dreamlike state, bringing up scenes from your life. Memories from childhood to today are shown in full color, sound, and motion.  There were so many wonderful times in my life and none of the sadness, pain or negative emotions I had lived through. This continued for 30 minutes, which was the stated length of a trip on this time machine.

How could this machine know my life and experiences? The only information I provided was my name and when I was born. Was this machine connected to some AI computer?

I returned the next day to try again, but the machine I had used was occupied. I lay down in the other machine, expecting the same psychedelic experience. But I was shocked to find out that this machine brought up images and future life, where I was going to live, not the past. Of course, these images and sounds were utterly foreign to me. I could not know what the future held, but here they were, 30 minutes of my life to come. I hoped it would not include a scene of my death, when and where; that was too much to know. Like the first time, it did not provide any negative, painful or sad experiences.

Maybe this is what heaven is like. All the tears washed away.

It did show me future travel on cruises and vacations as well as wonderful scenes of grandchildren growing up, going to college, getting married and having families of their own. I admit that I cried a bit at times, knowing that our legacy turned out so well. I had to see how this was all possible, so I went to ask a colleague in the office.

“Hey, where did you get those machines? They’re wonderful. Scenes from my past and future. How does the technology work?”

My colleague gave me a bewildered look.

“They’re just massage beds.”


The Two Time Machines at the YMCA by Jerry Guarino
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