I'm no scientist.

I'm not even an "ist!"

But I do have a problem when they say "Time Travel is not possible"

They are wrong!!!

Of course it is.

How do I know?

How is it that I can say this?

How is it that I can argue with the greatest minds that have ever lived?

Easy...

Because I've done it!

Yep, you heard me right...I've traveled back in time.

Now before I tell you how I did it, let me explain something. I ask questions...of everything...I used to have a wish, and that was to be a physicist. The subject has fascinated me ever since I was a small boy. But alas, I was born without the ability to deal with numbers, in truth, they scare the hell out of me! And it always seemed to me, that whenever science was mentioned in school...numbers crept in to keep me away. So I fell in love with words!

I heard a saying, "The pen is mightier than the sword"

What the hell does that mean? (See...A question!)

I started asking my English teachers. They all gave me answers, but none that a small boy could understand, or comprehend.

Then one day, on the verge of giving up...I got an after school detention (another story, all of it's own!) Now I used to get quite a few of these, and always with the teacher who I'd slighted in some way. This time however, as I entered the classroom I got a shock...not my Drama teacher...but my most feared one...my Maths teacher...I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me, I loved detentions...it was a good time to get answers from my teachers, without them having to deal with anyone else...it was my "one on one" time...and now this!

I sat down, got out my math book, and stared at the things on the page. They were alien to me, I thought there must be something wrong with me, because numbers became squiggles that I could not read. Then, to my surprise, my teacher asked me what I wanted to do! I said I wanted to read and was even more surprised when he said fine!!!

Half an hour in, my teacher spoke to me...he said he had heard that I was asking all of the teachers the same question. I explained what had been going on and he laughed. He told me that I would never be able to understand their answers because they were all wrong!...How can my English teachers be wrong...they deal with words all the time?

He asked me if I wanted to know the true meaning behind the saying...I rolled my eyes and said yes...This is what he said to me...I've never forgotten it.

"If I take a sword, and take your life, that's it, nothing more, you're gone. Your family and friends will mourn you, then just your family. Nothing else can hurt you once I've done it, because you are not here.

But if I take my pen, and I write on your report card, that you're a disruptive influence on all those around you, that you cannot be trusted, that you are lazy...that will follow you for years...every school you go to will see this, they will pre-judge you. If I take my pen, and tell your future employers the same thing, it can affect your hole life!

Which one do you think will be worse for you?"

I told him I would rather be alive...he laughed again.

When I got home, I thought about what he had said...then, I got it...I can do more harm with what I say, I can hurt you more with a few well placed words...than I ever could just by physically hurting you. On the flip side, I can use words to make you feel so special, you'd feel like you won the Lottery...without even buying a ticket!

So this is how I can argue with the greatest minds that ever lived...with words...they talk in ways most of us can't understand. The ones that can, are brilliant people, held back by the very thing that makes them brilliant...their minds! They want proof...or they theorize when the proof they crave is not there...this can blind them to what is right in front of their very eyes!

Let me tell you how I traveled back in time...no...let me tell YOU how to do it!!!

Wait until it's a clear dark night...go outside...look up.

It may take a few seconds to happen...but very, very soon...you will be 10 years old again!