The Future is not a Noun; it’s a Verb

A number of strangers enter a waiting room.

They are asked to put on clown masks and costumes.

The strangers are shepherded into an empty room shrouded in plastic.

The strangers are told they have exactly two minutes.

The door is closed.

The room contains only a box and a television relaying their own image.

In the box they find all the necessary ingredients to make custard pies.

A performative, expressive rendering of predeterminism.