The Seventh Dimension

Pythagoras the Orem, a maitrayer, was responsible for coordinating, regulating and splitting god’s light as well as adjusting the strength of each colour to achieve balance in the Seventh Dimension, an unknown realm where no one is known to have step foot. Pythagoras was a young maitrayer who had dimensional powers, the power of the eyes to send angular energies to other people in the form of dimensional rays.

The eyes was believed to be the seat of dimensional thinking being able to quickly perceive the theorem, a realm located in and around Atlantis, an island believed to have sunk in the Atlantic ocean beyond the Pillars of Hadamard that is, the Strait of Geometry. But Atlantis is not located in planet earth with which we are so familiar with; it is located in Planet Degree in another universe where no woman has ever been to, the Logic Structure, as everything present in that universe was based on logic. This logic has not been cracked by scientists till date.    

The dimension is a level of existence beyond the eyes of man. It is a realm beyond the state of body where light representing different logic is sent in the form of dimensional light to save the existence of the dimension. Dimensional light of different colours such as yellow, white, red, blue, silver, green and violet, contain dimensional particles called polytopes.

Each colour of light contains different types of polytopes, regular or irregular, depending upon the energy field of the atmosphere. The polytopes are regular if the energy field is positive and irregular if the energy field is negative. The atmosphere does not have one end having positive energy and the other end having negative energy such as in a magnet with the north and south poles. The atmosphere is a mix of dimensional light each being positive and negative.

The particles in these energy fields never make contact with each other, there is always a layer of carbon dioxide molecules surrounding the different coloured light as the molecules of carbon are attracted to the heptagonal structure of the polytopes. The colours white, red, blue, silver and violet have positive energy while yellow and green have negative energy. The mixture of these seven colours is not visible to the naked eye. They become colourless as is the atmosphere of the earth which protects us from the UV rays of the sun.

Meanwhile in planet earth, a young girl, Artemis, is sleeping soundly in India. The radio in her parents’ bedroom kept ranting the weather forecast, “Heavy rains expected tonight in Chennai. The area has received thirty-two centimetres of rainfall in the past two days and another forty-three centimetres is expected by the next week...” No sooner had she finished than the heavy splash of raindrops on the asbestos shed could be heard. But Artemis, oblivious to everything, kept dreaming in her sleep. Angles, hypotenuse theorems, congruent figures, transformational geometry, coordinate geometry and trigonometry haunted her head. Then suddenly, just as the radio turned off, her dream swirled, became vague and disappeared and a vision of her taking a leap into the air appeared. As she leapt, the room blacked out and she felt herself shaking. She woke up suddenly and felt herself move. Her pupils dilated and she was able to see her surroundings distinctly. The only light in the room was from her timepiece which proudly displayed ’8:13’ in glowing violet letters. ‘Strange,’ Thought Artemis,’ the time is usually displayed in green light...’ Then something bizarre happened which caused Artemis to jump out of her skin-the time suddenly changed to 12:58.

As a sequel, she was suddenly ricocheted off her comfy bed. She was flown across her room and made a dash for the wall. She opened her mouth to scream but no voice came out. It was as if someone had silenced her vocal cords. She braced for impact but none came. She found herself flying in the night sky across the street... she felt a tiny bit scared... across the town... she felt even more scared... across the continent... she was too shocked too feel scared... she gave a last look to the blue sphere she was leaving behind... she thought she would die of fright as she zoomed across the eight planets and the Milky Way.

She blinked. By the time she opened her eyes, she had landed. It was nothing like the planet earth which she had lived in for thirteen years. The atmosphere of the planet could be seen from the planet. The atmosphere was as colourful as a rainbow. Splashes of yellow, white, red, blue, silver, green and violet were arranged randomly in the blanket of air surrounding the planet. Particles of each colour constantly diffused into the planet and could be seen by the naked eye.

The whole air of the planet was colourful and kept changing colour every second as more coloured particles kept diffusing in. No second in this planet can have the same ratio of colours in the air as any other second. This is the seventh dimension.  Angelic beings moved gracefully about through the air unaware of the tiny brown spec on the ground. Each being was of its own colour, and at the same time, no two Angels were of the same colour.

In this dimension, each colour, including the most fundamental colour such as red is made from the combination of two colours. So each Angel has a different concentration of the two colours resulting in the triangle that each angel is of a different colour. Artemis was so mesmerized by the beauty of the planet that she did not notice a blue Angel floating towards her. “Who are you?” Asked the Angel in a youthful voice. His voice was not intimidating but since it came as a surprise, Artemis was so taken aback that she fell over.

She soon opened her eyes and looked at the Angel. The first thing she noticed was that he was the same age as her and looked just like her. Curious to know who he was, she replied, “I am Artemis,” She paused and asked, “And you?” He smiled, “I am Pythagoras the Orem, and I suppose your full name is Artemis the Orem?” Too shocked to say anything, she just nodded. She was embarrassed to reveal her full name to anybody as it was an unusual name that spelled theorem when put together. But when his name was the same, she found the thought comforting.

“Hmmm...Its time you knew about something. Let’s take a walk.” Puzzled, Artemis walked beside him trying not to look at the distracting surroundings. “When your mother was carrying you, she was not carrying you alone.” He paused, “You had a twin brother; a twin in a form which even x-ray waves couldn’t pass through. The doctors had thought that there was something blocking that area and so tried several ways to remove the blockage but none worked.” Artemis waited for a few minutes to take everything in and Pythagoras continued, “At the time of delivery, instead of arriving in the human form with flesh, I was taken to another world the same way you were brought here. Welcome to Planet Degree, my home.”

Artemis was so surprised that anything as amazing as this could happen even before one had arrived on the earth. “So you are my twin brother!” She exclaimed. ”Precisely” Replied Pythagoras. “Where exactly are we? This doesn’t look anything like planet earth...” “Ah...this is the Seventh Dimension, a realm where beings above the state of body are present. Such as...” He gestured to his side and Artemis saw Picasso, Mozart and Beethoven walking towards her with a broad smile. Artemis was amazed that she was seeing Picasso and Mozart but had no clue who Beethoven was.

“Let me tell you how the Seventh Dimension works,” Proposed Beethoven who without waiting for an answer, continued, “When an embryo is developing in the mother’s womb, the cells of the embryo if arranged perpendicular to each other in such a way that the nucleus of each cell is in contact with the nucleus of the cell perpendicular to it, the two cells combine and the pairs of chromosomes in the nucleus increases to 46. This results in a star-shaped chromosome found in the nuclei of that organism. This is the state of higher dimension.”

Artemis was clear up to this point as she loved Biology. Then Mozart took over, “At the time of delivery, the higher dimension being cannot be delivered in flesh; the organism in a spirit form. So the being is sent into the atmosphere in such a way that the being is in a position that is the angular bisector of a perpendicular and the hands and legs form an obtuse triangle and the triangle is congruent to the triangle formed by the other pair of the hand and leg. The longest sides of the triangles should be parallel to each other keeping in mind the planes of space...Artemis, are you alright?”     

Pythagoras had to hold her to keep her from falling down, “That’s enough.” He said kindly to the puzzled Mozart. “This is elementary math...” He kept telling himself as Artemis clenched her fists tightly in fear. She felt like running away from this math fanatic for she disliked math and anything that had to do with math made her dizzy. Only then did she notice that she had been holding a tiny stone all along. She was about to throw it away when she noticed a small number seven appear. Noticing her surprised look, Pythagoras said, “Don’t worry, that is the 7d stone. It tells all about the seventh dimension including how to come and go from the dimension. Just tap on the ‘seven’ that you see.”  

Hearing his instructions, she did as she was told and a small screen appeared that looked like a menu. She had options from the origin of the seventh dimension to how to leave the seventh dimension. She looked at her watch. It was half past five. Her mother would be waking up in five minutes. She bade farewell to Pythagoras and the others and sat cross-legged. She closed her eyes and visualized herself taking a step down from the clouds in the air.

Then she opened her eyes and she was back in her bedroom staring at the ceiling. She lay down and tried to catch up with her lost sleep, unaware of the fact that one day she would return to the Seventh Dimension and help her twin restore the dimension from the Evil Lord, Trigonometry.