Lee stood on the driveway, in the space above random cracked patterns, streaks of green and brown algae, ant trails, pieces of dead cicadas, half-eaten hickory nuts, sweetgum balls, lichen-covered twigs, and a plain brown envelope.

One redcap mushroom remained in the woods beside the driveway.

The 1995 BMW 325i, white with black skirts, sat parked at the top of the driveway like the obedient bulldog it pretended to be.

A stack of balsa wood strips waited for Lee’s motivational moment to glue the strips together, creating a large block from which a carved, 3D, angry UT Smoky the bluetick hound dog would appear, mounted to the BMW’s front bumper like a snarling mascot emerging from inside the engine compartment.

Lee stood mesmerised by glistening green leaves of a deciduous forest wetted by summer thunderstorms that passed overhead a few hours ago.

Could Lee predict the next ten U.S. presidents?

What if Lee could, instead, predict how feedback loops within feedback loops would slowly convert people to more sustainable living standards?

Positive, not negative.

Evolutionary paradigm shifts at revolutionary speeds.

Working backwards 1,000 years from now.

He already had the data.

How did he keep people motivated in 1,000-day increments?

Or, rather, how did his network of computer programmers, business associates and the rest of the seven billion units of states of energy interact profitably, redirecting survival techniques without resorting to altruistic methods or disrupting hoarding behaviour brought on by years of mass media-induced negative reinforcement?

Lee looked at his/her multiple personalities spread across a universe of external memory cues.

It was time to go to the next phase.

He ripped open the envelope.

His instructions to himself from the future waited to be implemented.

No more passive voice.

Take action! In this moment!

Now!