The Time Machine
16 january 2026
Sometime early last year, I announced somewhere that I wanted to organize the timeline of U3P, my imaginary world, in the same way that, in previous years, I had organized its space, defining each place, drawing little maps, and things like that. After spending all of 2025 trying to write a coherent and consistent “timeline” for U3P, I came to the conclusion that the most logical thing to do would be to give up.
Not because it's impossible to organize its time (a few days ago I even created a calendar for it), but because U3P time is not “linear,” so I can't draw any lines. I've had this imaginary world since I realized I existed, which means it's a universe with 30 years of stories featuring more or less the same characters. It took me quite a bit of archaeology (that is, rummaging through the archive of stories, drawings, comics, poems, and so on that I made at some point in my life) to realize that, perhaps, the same character of mine (or “Star,” as I am specifically calling eight of my characters who tend to be protagonists) has an average of a dozen created pasts. The U3P, as it is currently structured, only allows for the coexistence of three different pasts per character, because it is a universe of three dimensions, so obviously I had a problem.
One option was to synthesize all that diversity into the three pasts I needed. For example, Gabriel could be a Mitrahian immigrant in Rwaendell on Side A, an Underworld god on Side C, and just Gabriel on Side B. That would work more or less well as a synthesis for him, although it would also be erasing a lot (for example, the time he was a rebellious Rwaendellian princess, which is still kind of what he is today, only now he's lost his noble title, haha). But Bauik, on the other hand, is a god in one story, a prince in another, an orphaned thief living on the streets in another, an insufferable inventor in another, a pot-smoking sorcerer in another, the mythological ancestor of the Aukarian species in another, and in yet another story, he's also a tree. Not to mention that Bauik is also just Bauik, on Side B. I have no idea how to synthesize that into three.
Side B is where the chaos is most evident to me, but it is also where I realize most clearly that my characters are, curiously enough, my “Stars.” They are like U3P celebrities who act in the stories I need at any given moment. And they act badly, because they always play themselves, only in different contexts, with different fortunes, and affected by the fact that sometimes they are mortal beings, and sometimes they are something else. And still other times they are something in between.
I think that my desire to “define” and frame the U3P in a single, linear story was bound to happen eventually. For some reason, it always seemed to me that this was a requirement for anyone who has or decides to have their own imaginary universe. And it was fun to try, but while I always made up stories based on my imaginary world, the real function of those stories, the reason I created them, was never to create a closed universe or maintain consistency; there is something else behind it.
I always created the stories I needed to tell at each moment in my life, to explore or heal something within myself, other times to exorcise myself or to process or understand a situation I had experienced, and other times also to explore inspiration or fun itself, to try to understand where those things come from, how to recover them. Fun is important to me; it's like the wind in the sails of my imaginary adventures. I also create stories and imagine things to make magic. For me, it's a form of introspection, but also, at least in my experience, imagining strongly has its strange side effects...
For some years now, I have also been realizing that my imaginary world is functioning as a personal bridge, a language for dialoguing with the Thing, whatever that may be. My dreams love the U3P, and it's not uncommon for me to dream about its places and characters, and when that happens, I feel like I understand, at least in part, what the dream is trying to tell me, because it's the same thing I would do if I tried to say things through the stories I invent from my imaginary world.
For all these reasons, I don't think turning the U3P a linear universe is worth it at all. I will always need my Stars to tell or explore one thing or another. Maybe in 20 years, if I'm still alive, I'll want to tell a story with a Star that contradicts everything I'm writing about it now, and I want that not to matter to me. Nor would it make sense to twist the nature of this “U3P” creature for no reason, when what I want is to understand it better, not force it to be something that is supposedly familiar and “normal” to me.
So, for now, the stories I create from my imaginary world will be called “constellations.” Because they would be a particular configuration of stars that I see at this moment and in this place on my journey. I don't know if in 20 years, wherever I am, the sky will look the same, if it will have the same pattern, or if it will have a different one. Or if, based on the same configuration of stars, I might imagine a completely different pattern. There may be, or probably will be, other constellations that I can see at that moment.
Also, I did give up on the mission of creating a “timeline” for the U3P, but that doesn't mean I've given up on my original goal of organizing its time. That's still in place, I just have to... keep an open mind to temporal possibilities that are somewhat more twisted, complex, and multiple than a line, and that gives me a bit of a headache.
Not long ago, in a conversation with my dream/imaginary guide, the Escorpión (or Loki, because he is also Loki), he ended up reminding me of a mysterious object that disappeared from my sight at some point. It was a suitcase that I carried everywhere, which occasionally shows up in old drawings, and which I ended up physically making as a teenager. A time machine. So the Travel Log I'm working on is about the search for it. I've already found it, which doesn't mean it's working, or that I know how to use it. Or that I even have it. Another character has it, and he doesn't want to give it to me. But I'm weaving a plan, a trap that I know will be terribly irresistible to him...
A conversation I had with the Escorpión once more than 10 years ago. Text says: “Even so, the place where Gabriel was born was very different from a desert...” and then Escorpión answers “Which of all the places where he was born?”