An explanation for everything

Most of you have had occasion at some point in your life to hold a gyro. We used to have them as kids. Essentially they are concentric spheres, each rotating about a unique axis that when spinning, create a force of equilibrium that is hard to disturb. Hold the spinning gyro in one hand and try to twist your wrist. The movement is resisted by the will of the combined inertia.

Now, some of you may not have heard the following explanation before and some of you may not believe it when you read this so I will go slow. Like the energy of this gyro, when a baby is born, the little spank it gets from the doctor sets in motion an initial orb on a unique axis at a unique rotational speed; the birth of a very unique, individual metaphysical gyro. Every experience that baby has in its life adds a concentric sphere with a new unique axis, spinning at it’s own speed. The spheres, as they join, negotiate between themselves the physical relationships that allow them to coexist, yet retain their own orbital dynamic, creating at the same time both diversity and compatibility. The cumulative dynamic results in a life balance that is hard to twist. After a lifetime of consecutively negotiated spheres, a person has developed into a unique and balanced power. In this power, no two axes are duplicated and the strength of an individual is the sum of the innumerable negotiations between successive spheres. It takes a power much greater than the sum of negotiated agreements to overcome the momentum of a lifetimes’ growth. Some people with particularly large numbers of orbital layers are misunderstood as ‘stubborn’.

There is a point in the spatial existence of the earth called the Great Intersection (GI). For those who have not known this before, that intersection is where the International Date Line and the Equator cross. The line extended from that point to the center of the earth and in both directions through space is a unique and critical axis. If one were ever to cross this exact point, that axis can disturb another orbital axis if it happens to be in perfect coincidence with it. What fate of the Universe made me choose seat 38D on our particular flight I cannot imagine, but it put me on course to pass through this exact point. Although I could not feel anything at the time, an axis from my collective orb was aligned exactly with the GI axis point. Perhaps no-one has ever had this happen to them before. From my subsequent experience I can now tell you what the consequences were.

Karla and I were innocently walking around Sydney wearing off our jet lag. We were generally aware of our location but at some point when I was totally convinced as to which direction to take out of one of the shops we meandered into, the result of the axis Incident was revealed to me. During the flight, the coincidental alignment of the Great Intersection with one of the axes in my orb of experience had released the agreement negotiated originally between one of my orbs and the remainder of the mass adjacent to it, setting it free of its alignment. It began to wobble slightly. It was now apparent that this particular wobbled agreement was the ability to determine the direction North. We walked for hours, finally discovering, after passing Chinatown, the Sydney University and several other landmarks and logging 20,000 steps, that we were ‘lost’. Actually, not ‘lost’ per say. My geospatial alignment had been manipulated by this fluke in the Universe just described. I may or may not ever truly recover from this misalignment and it may or may not end up affecting other orbital agreements within. For now I am happy to place my faith in Karla for the remainder of the trip, trusting that her relationship with the ability to North has remained unaffected by the fate that attacked and destroyed mine.

The cab ride home was $25 Australian but the full future medical effects and costs of what I have suffered will remain a mystery to be revealed at some future date. There you have it. A unique experience from Australia. I got off lucky I think. The affected axis could just as easily have been the ability to remember my anniversary or remember how to dance.

Oh.

Perhaps I have crossed the GI twice…

This is a picture of a bird. Birds only have three orbital agreements. They need to know how to eat, how to poop, and how to find North. Whatever! Birds are dumb.