Between each planet orbiting the star is a measurement of space in flux. Gravity wields an uncompromising kinetic energy, pulling together disparate trajectories into a great cluster, but allowing each to spiral freely through the vacuum on its own. It is as perfect as the peaks and troughs of the waves washing ashore, and conceals a disposition unknown to us.
Elements travel from point to point, journeys that can only be observed in time lapse. The slow, patient swirl of the corkscrew in motion is age-defying, much like the underlying unity of chaos, a discipline that combines all dimensions into one. The terrestrial being is static, but every inch beyond
the familiar is full of excitement.