I apologize for the delay in getting an update to everyone. As I've said all along, I performed this experiment for myself, and to satisfy my own curiosities. I told myself in the beginning that I would not let myself get affected by those people who insist on living impatiently.

I only have a limited amount of time today to write, so I will write until I am through, and then I will continue on another day. I will not respond to emails demanding more information. I will give more information when my schedule allows. I work full time and have other responsibilities that I cannot ignore.

Last thing before I detail the events of august 3rd: I'm about to write some things that you will find very hard to believe. You can choose to believe me or not. This is not my concern. Feel free to send emailed around the web calling me a fraud, or a liar, or whatever you'd like. Just know that I am going to delete emails you send me of this nature. I have no time for this. I did not perform this experiment for the public, and I refuse to answer to the public or get affected by what they think of my experiences. Please keep an open mind.

I arrived in New York City at 3:50pm, and arrived in front of the Empire State building at approximately 3:57pm - - later than I hoped, but still on schedule. When I arrived, I realized that there were 2 entrances to the empire state building. There were people standing around at both entrances. Probably 2 or 3 dozen people at each one, just standing and staring around with cameras and such. I did not make myself known. I stood by myself in the crowd, and waited patiently for 4pm, the whole time wondering if I was in front of the right entrance. 4pm came, and nothing happened. I waited until approximately 4:07 and moved to the other entrance. I stood to the side of the crowd and again waited patiently, scanning the crowd for anyone unusual (or familiar looking). This was when I felt a tap on my shoulder, and when I turned, I saw a man who appeared to be in his 60's, and he introduced himself quietly to me as the future Rigby. He lifted his left shirt sleeve and revealed an identical tattoo to the one I had on my arm. I was skeptical, because the man looked nothing like me - - did not have my color hair or even similar facial features. I asked him to reveal the location of the 2nd "safety tattoo", which I had tattooed into an undisclosed section of my body. He raised his upper lip and revealed a slightly faded version of my undisclosed tattoo (I'm told it's the chinese symbol for good luck), between the 11th and 12th tooth. I asked him a few questions about my youth that only I would know, and he responded quickly and confidently with the correct answers. I was still slightly skeptical (this person looked nothing like me), but at this point I was about 80% sure my experiment was a success.

He asked me to follow him down the next street, to an enclosed parking lot, and I followed him to the roof which was quiet and unoccupied. My first question to him: How old was he, and why didn't he look like me? Why was his hair a different color, and why was his nose and mouth different from mine? He had an answer. According to him, he was 63 years old. He didn't look like me, because of the way the experiment resulted. Apparently, after August 3rd, I revealed certain specific information in a way that caused my life to become in jeopardy. Certain individuals actively and continuously tried to take my life, and as a result, I had procedures done to alter my appearance. He told me that he would not, this time, reveal the information to me. And he warned me to be very delicate when revealing the results of my experiment to the world. I nodded, and as I did this, something happened that almost caused me to pass out where I stood from shock and amazement. As he told me the information, his physical appearance began to change. He began to "morph" into something that indeed looked like a 63 year-old version of myself. Almost exactly like a scene from "Back to the future". I could see his hair color changing. I could see the structure of his nose and mouth changing. They became more familiar. The transformation took just a few seconds, and looked like something out of a really cheesy science fiction movie. It was almost as if my brain could not process what it was seeing, and ended up processing it in a familiar way, almost like a dream sequence kicked in to mask the complexity of what was really taking place. This is the best description I can give. I apologize but it was an odd and confusing experience for both me, and the future self. In fact, the future self spent a few moments looking himself over in the reflection off the fire exit door.

I will continue this as soon as I can. There is much more to tell.

In the meantime, visitors have requested a discussion forum.