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his
bedroom.
    “ We are on the threshold
of a new era where the technology we dreamed of for centuries will
become a reality and the power our ancestors envisioned as the
scourge of their gods will help us turn myth into reality, legend
into truth, and hope will come to the world. Along with our
philanthropic endeavors to rid the scourge of homelessness from our
city streets within one generation, we will focus on producing new
innovations and technologies to challenge us and bring hope and
prosperity to mankind along the way. This technology behind me is
the key to the beginning of our journey into the next step of
mankind’s transgression into the new frontier of exploration.” He
gestured to the curtain behind him connected to a gilded string
hanging before him. “This will help us in many ways and be used for
the benefit of humanity and we at Temporo, Inc. will lead the way!
God speed on our journey with this new device that will be the
first of many more to come as our future depends on it!”
    The crowd applauded and stood, eagerly
ready for their exposure to the promise of tomorrow, Broad pulled
the string and the curtain dropped, revealing a large pod with
circuitry and computers attached spanning almost the entire
auditorium. “There it is, the TI Matter Stream Generator, the
world’s first Teleportation Device.”
    Broad grimaced as he
unveiled the device he had helped build and that he and others like
him dreamed of for so long. He then remembered the story he read as
a child by Herman Melville, about a sea captain obsessed with the
hunt of the great white whale and how he was often warned by his
superiors that “a healthy obsession is one
thing but a crazed one would ultimately destroy you… how odd of me
to remember that now?” He thought as the
crowd erupted into further applause and ovation to the glowing
smiles of the white coat scientists and dark suits on stage, some
bearing signs of a military background. Broad merely smiled and
rejoiced at the moment.

CHAPTER 10
    James grew up in Chronix Bay and he
always had a run of bad luck in life. He never finished high school
and he never held a job for more than a month. His friends from his
youth had left for bigger and better things, including his
childhood sweetheart. He got involved with drugs and alcohol at a
young age and never recovered, falling behind in everything he did
until even his own mother had enough and he was left alone on the
streets with no money and no hope.
    James spent his childhood racing up
and down the streets in his hometown of Chronix Bay, as he was
chasing pipe dreams and ice cream covered fantasies. He still spent
most of his adulthood doing just that, but often yearned for more.
He frequently faced the untenable dilemma of surrendering his hopes
and dreams, his goals for the future, to the relentless search for
the unknown. Having always been curious in wanting to pursue the
lure of riches and pleasures that accompanied the stereotypically
successful life, he was drawn to a life on the streets mainly
because of his personal failures that came to pass. Ironically, his
failures stemmed from his childlike curiosity. He tried to make
himself feel better by accepting his life and being grateful that
he was not confined to the golden cage of a typical corporate
office job but there were times when he was envious of those who
had attained such status. He was a disadvantaged and
poverty-stricken Latino youth and knew that others such as he faced
similar fates and remained ignorant of their potential. It was not
the first time that he wondered about this dilemma and it would not
be the last. He has survived for the past two years by the only
means he knew how: lying, cheating, and stealing. It was the grace
of good fortune that prevented his capture by the police or the
local criminal gangs. He sometimes wished he had heeded the
warnings of his late father to better himself. “Knowledge is power”
he always said, but James did not