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\"hanis-backpack\"<\/a>Welcome to the autobiography of Hanalie Surat, who was born in 1974, and died in 2335.\u00a0 No, that is not a misprint.<\/p>\n

I am only the humble messenger, a nobody, except that I received a visit from a most unexpected being, a friend of Hani\u2019s who appeared one day to place this project in my hands.\u00a0 Why I was selected for the task, I still don\u2019t completely understand.\u00a0 But his persuasiveness, and his very existence, convinced me to read her story.<\/p>\n

Hani was a wise-cracking and slightly irreverent pilgrim who became a great wise woman; an intrepid adventurer who was all-too-human in her stumbles and her efforts to find meaning and truth in all she did.\u00a0 Her life reads at first like one more chick flick, all about relationships, the good, the bad and the ugly; then the tension builds as it reads more like some political thriller.\u00a0 A few chapters in, it takes a sudden and frankly unbelievable turn when she collides \u2013 quite literally, and almost comically – \u00a0with the future.<\/p>\n

Her account turned everything I\u2019d ever read in science fiction on its head.\u00a0 A woman alone will apparently always have a challenge making her way, no matter which century she lives in.\u00a0 Hani\u2019s willingness to sacrifice everything for Love, for Truth, led her to choices I think few of us would have the courage to make.<\/p>\n

In her narrative, she assures us that her tale is true.\u00a0 The friend who brought her story to me (along with Hani\u2019s precise guidelines on how she wanted it presented) assured me that events happened just as she describes.\u00a0 I believed him.\u00a0 Though clearly not an emotional guy, I could tell he misses her greatly.<\/p>\n

In her instructions, Hani explained that she wanted people to be able to read short sections, maybe a piece here or there on your smart phone while you\u2019re waiting in line for your latte.\u00a0 She didn\u2019t care, either, if you skip ahead, though she thought you should have the full story, in case you wanted to go back later and fill in the background.\u00a0 If you read the descriptions of each part, and the Contents, you can get a sense of the flow and dive in wherever you like.\u00a0 No one knew better than Hani that Time flows in more than one direction!<\/p>\n

It saddens me to think my path could have crossed with hers.\u00a0 She left just a few years ago.\u00a0\u00a0 When you\u2019ve finished reading, you\u2019ll know as much about her as I do.\u00a0 And I truly believe you, too, will feel as close to her as I do.<\/p>\n

Finally, this is a project still under construction.\u00a0 All the parts exist.\u00a0 If they\u2019re not all in place quite yet, blame me, not the Author.<\/p>\n

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