Somewhere, on the distant coast of Somalia, a butterfly glides through the air. It buzzes harmoniously with the cool breeze, in search a flower to land on and rest its wings.
Finally, it locates a flower and begins its descent. However, moments before landing, something catches its eye. It is a snake, blending shrewdly into its grassy surface, slithering slowly around the flower.
The snake lunges, but the butterfly redirects its course just in time, flying back into the sky in search of another – more safer – flower to set camp.
The rapid change of course by the butterfly sends a ripple through the atmosphere, speeding up the wind’s velocity by the slightest of margins.
The effect of this breeze is exacerbated by the already darkening skies, which have long indicated that a storm is near.
The breeze hits the ocean shore, sending a wave into the Indian Ocean that immediately forces parents to call their children back onto the sand for safety.
The ominous clouds soar deeper into the ocean as a result of the amplified breeze. A boat, which had been sailing towards North America, surveys the clouds with fear.
The clouds begin to roar as heavy rains begin to fall, and the boat begins to rock violently with the strong waters. The men on the boat silently begin to pray.
Suddenly, the breeze stops, and a cloud comes to a halt directly over the boat; so perfectly its almost as if God placed it there himself.
In the blink of an eye, a magnificent bolt of lightning shoots from the cloud and strikes a man on the boat.
The impact is so fierce that the man falls overboard into the dangerous waters.
Unable to retrieve the man, the remaining crew watches as he plummets to his death. They too begin to wonder if they will ever see land again.
That man, had he survived his journey, would have landed on the shores of America within a month with the rest of his compadres in search of a better life. He would have lived a low-key, mostly unsuccessful existence for two and a half years.
And then, on a particularly gloomy Tuesday afternoon – fed up with his less than ideal lifestyle and failed expectations of a new life in America – he would have blown up a building and killed thousands of people.
The Butterfly Effect.
Change one thing, change everything. Do you believe it?