While the remnants of hurricanes and typhoons perform their whirlwind dances, stranding, killing, dousing, removing the doubts of droughts (and draughts (or drafts) of drafts (or draughts)), the author returns to the habit of bookreading, starting with Ringleyville USA.

Next on the list (typed on an Apple iPad at a Barnes and Noble Cafe):

1. “Writing and Difference” by Jacques Derrida, (c) 1978
2. “What Money Can’t Buy: The Moral Limits of Markets” by Michael J. Sandel, (c) 2012
3. “Religion for Atheists: A Non-believer’s Guide to the Uses of Religion” by Alain de Botton, (c) 2012

Patrons walk through the store, browsing like eddies spun off from the whirlwinds of society — business, leisure, school — stirring up dust mites, mighty dust, dirl devils and other remnants of life billions of ago on Mars.

In the distance, Chinese leaders secure relationships with Indian and German leaders, both political and business, Iran uses the Syrian infighting for further diversions from its national nuclear weaponry plans, crape myrtle bushes shed the last of the summer’s petals, and our tiny planet participates in the whirlwinds spun out by an imaginatively big galaxy.

In the last instance is the focus of our story, for we need the distance between our tale and our species to get away from men carrying baby carriages with their foamy lattes and mothers taking their tiny children for frothy milk and cookies on a Friday afternoon, husbands using the calendar coupon on the last day of August for a free spicy chicken sandwich at Chick Fil-A to get out of the house and explore why fiction that doesn’t include us DOES include us.

All in the name of entertainment to explain why a pebble in a pond is just the intersection of differing dense sets of states of energy.

The Huntsville shuttle bus speeds through the Jones Valley Farm shopping Centre.

When will the first tourista-nauts sit in their luxury weightless orbits, staring out of portholes at the thin atmosphere that separates us from the relative vacuum of space?

It is the answer that carries us to a question 1000 years from now.

Philosophy, religion, economy, politics — these subjects weigh down and anchor our thoughts to this moment.

Without these subjects, we create people who are not people, sentient beings whose “organs” are spread across the solar system, similar to us in some ways but much better at rapid thought processing and self-replication than us as we know ourselves now.

That is the object of the subjects of this storyline, the tale that weaves in and out of our lives from a fourth dimensional distance.

It does not care about gender preferences, origin stories, employment rates or tax burdens.

Progress is not its middle name.

The storyline is.

It exists, speaking all languages and no language, soaking in solar rays and cosmic rays, emitting energy like there’s no tomorrow.

Let the tale begin the beguine again…