A river flows through a forest. This special river in our world gets mixed and churned by particles of time. The people of our world look for this river; because if you make contact, a memory or future vision will wash into the mind.

Those looking for the river never find it. Some waste their whole lives looking for an unattainable treasure. Anyone who gets there just happens to come upon it. They see people laying on the banks dipping a hand or foot in the trickling water. Those kind of people are mostly happy with good lives. They stay and soak remembering.

 However, some with good lives get lost. They mindlessly dip their bodies in the water and never want to get out. They want to feel the same as in the past, because the memories are as vivid and full as when they lived them. The river is still a river; so it chaps and nips at their skin until there is only an opening for another to get swallowed.

 Some people see how they are going to die, if they find the right spot. Some might be content with this when they see their death is peaceful; like dying of old age with their love. But some who find this spot are plagued by it. They might run to an area where the memory will forever be good, not knowing that their death will form and wash into a drowning. They also might go into their city or town and try to prevent it. 

Usually if they find a vision of the future they can’t wait to just live it. Some might get in and wade against the current as they see their life passing before them.

Its not good to drink time’s cocktail. As memories and visions flash, people are unable to function in society. The crevices of time open up within them.

 But, most people realize that they should just live; and never look for the river that other people happen to come upon.