Realms

The universe remains unknowable for now. So, impossibly possible realms may dwell anywhere, dimensions unseen from here, and properties of physics yet undiscovered.

O'Malley looked down at his child in awe. Three years just flew by like three months! He'd never known such joy and challenge, every moment held so preciously in the present, the delights of discovery, constant learning, like breathing with no thought. 

Elias sat at the table with a bowl of berries, then suddenly turned to a small portrait on the dining room wall. "Papa", the infant said, then he repeated the word two times. O'Malley had never identified his father, or made any reference to the old photograph, so he was puzzled, but soon forgot about his son's strange, spontaneous utterance.

Another year passed, and O'Malley again recalled what his boy had said about the old picture. So, before their day of hiking, when Elias came downstairs for breakfast, his father casually asked him how he knew who the picture was. "I know Papa when he found me at the waiting place. He helped me choose you and mama." The child didn't even look up from his Cheerios, and O'Malley felt a triple chill of something he couldn't name sweep thru him all at once.

There are realms of likely unlikelihood that cannot be intuited from this zone, that defy every quaint notion we think we're so very certain about, it's probably something else, beyond our cages of words and concepts, undefined by our senses or sensibilities.