The Power of One

Deep within,
we all love each other


   Once upon a time there lived a family of happy playful bubbles who giggled and played together all day, hugging and cuddling all night. They fit together so perfectly, the closer they got the more they enhanced the power of every ONE.

   Life was splendid in the happy Land of Bubbleville until one day a TRY-angle teacher arrived. All the bubbles wiggled their joyful way to the TRY-angle lecture and were astonished by what they heard.

   According to the TRI-angle teacher, bubbles were deficient in many ways. What they required to be respectable and superior, was to become more TRY-angular. Half the bubbles rolled away happy to remain their bubble selves, but the other half thought they would give it a try, and had TRY-angles installed inside their bubbles.

   Unfortunately, this caused a great deal of kabubbling. Now half the bubbles did not fit any longer, and the closer they got the more the original bubbles screamed OUCH!

   No longer feeling compatible, the TRY-angle bubbles started a TRY-angle trailer park and lived separately in their own little TRY-angle trailers, trying to get along, while the original bubbles continued to enjoy their happy bubble lives playing, rolling, giggling and wiggling together as ONE.

   Then one day a very charismatic and convincing RECT-angle sales woman arrived in Bubbleville, and the bubbles very politely went to hear what she had to say. Apparently, the bubbles were terribly inadequate and they all required a RECT-angular upgrade. Wanting to be polite and offer their pristine social graces, a number of bubbles had RECT-angles installed and immediately became blockheads, unable to feel any resonance with their bubble family, so they moved away from Bubbleville and set up a RECT-angle camp across from the TRY-angle trailer park.

   This did not go over well with the TRY-angles, who were certain RECT-angles were even less respectable than bubbles. Terribly triangularized, they launched a tricky attack on the RECT-angles and soon all the RECT-angles and all the TRY-angles had knocked each other out with their sharp edges.

   Meanwhile, the happy bubbles in Bubbleville continued to play and laugh and dance together in love and joy.

   The next day all the battle-worn TRY-angles and RECT-angles woke up groggy and upset. They looked across the field and saw the bubbles in Bubbleville having a rolling parade and they all decided anyone that happy must be delusional. Finally, the TRY-angles and RECT-angles had something in common; a distain for bubbles, so they ganged together to take down Bubbleville with a very edgy troop of knuckleheads leading the way.

   When the bubbles saw the RECT-angle-TRY-angle caravan of warriors treacherously trudging toward Bubbleville, they all came together as ONE, and their rainbow power was so bright and beautiful it blinded the oncoming warriors.

   Infuriated, the TRY-angles accused the RECT-angles of being too slow and blockheaded, and the RECT-angles told the TRY-angles they only had three sides so they obviously had no idea what they were talking about. 

   Another battle between RECT-angles and TRY-angles ensued and they are still fighting in that same spot today, while the bubbles in Bubbleville continue to play and become more and more powerful as ONE.

We are often taught untruths along the way,
don’t let them kabubble your day.


©May, 2018, Ehsida