That was the beginning of time as she later remembered... Four beings of the human persuasion create a past for themselves through play and collaborative storytelling. It may have gone something like this, where the son is the mother and the father is the son and the mother is the sister and the daughter the father and the mother.  An open-text process poem for the stage, THE FUTURE PERFECT blends gender, person, time, and tense in a steam of collective consciousness. Gradually they, you, I, we and Nosotros discover that the world we’ve been creating has a gravity of its own. You may or may not have a revelation about the nature of magentivity and its origin, and will very likely realize something frightening in a shade of color we have never known before. Probably something about acceptance.