But I do not understand why we are going to the North Pole, Lord
Bramwell.
Try to get this through your tiny brain. There is a magnetic axis that runs through the center of each of the thousands of realms that make up Existence.
Like a
shish kebob?
Yes! A
shish kebob! Exactly. And there are thousands of these vertical
shish kebobs that make up the known and unknown universes.
Caw?
And the skewers holding these
shish kebobs together, as it were, bisect each of these realms at its polar axis.
I like
shish kebobs. I'm hungry. Caw.
Concentrate. As it happens, on this
shish kebob, the realm of the really Big Crows is situated directly beneath Parallel Time.
So we are on a
piece of chicken and we want to travel to the piece of lamb above us?
Precisely! However, we are blocked by a slice of green pepper and a shard of onion.
So we shall eat our way through!
No. I shall use this transpolar
destabilizer to open a hole in the pepper and onion so that we may climb onto the the piece of lamb above us.
Why do we want to climb onto a piece of lamb?
No! Not lamb! It
is Parallel Time! We shall climb from the North Pole of the Realm of the Really Big Crows onto the South Pole of Parallel Time! That is where we shall find the Great White Crow!
Caw! I think today's post on
Parallel Time makes much more sense.
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