A multitude of worm-like sphincter entities sprawled about the United States like the veins of the grand canyon, distributing the many colors of our planet’s archeology with each pulsing contraction of their form.

Two evenings prior, while chasing a fire cyclone, my news team had crashed our stormchaser. We were stranded 10 miles outside Atlanta.

It was hot as could be.

I sat in the shade of a drainage ditch, watching an entity poke it’s nose from a two-foot diameter drainage pipe.

The entity struggled to speak, because the pipe was too narrow for it to open its jaws. I could not decipher its choked nonsense.

With each global contraction, though, this worm escaped a few inches further, until eventually its head emerged free from the constrains of the pipe.

Suddenly the worms mumblings became clear. “The world decomposes into things and doings. But doings (viewed from a certain perspective) are things, and things (viewed from a certain perspective) are doings. Thus it is convenient to consider all things and doings abstractly as “kibs”.

I pondered this while the entity engaged in a deep, 20 second long inhalation.

Having caught its breath, it continued, proclaiming that, “At a sufficient level of generality, all kibs are pairwise equivalent.”

Kib kibbed kib, and kib kwab kweeby no. Kwibble no no no! Translation: I was gobbled by the entity, but I am new now.

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