Are You Going Round the Twist?

mostly feel a lockjaw kind of suspense

That blur flying around the twist at about Mach 3 is me.

Hmmm... Twister!

The long and winding road...that leads to your door...

The wild and windy night that the rain washed away has left a pool of tears crying for the day...

Don´t leave me waiting here...lead me to your door...

Hmmm... A revolving door.

SEARCH FOR THE LOST CORD


The umbilical cord twist: origin, direction, and relevance.

Lacro RV, Jones KL, Benirschke K.

Department of Pediatrics (Division of Dysmorphology), University of California, San Diego, School of Medicine.

The purpose of this study was to evaluate the origin, direction, and relevance of the umbilical cord twist. We initially hypothesized that the direction of the helix or twist of the human umbilical cord at birth correlated with the eventual handedness of the child. Among 2801 singleton placentas in this study, only 5% had no twist, and the left twist outnumbered the right twist by 7 to 1, a ratio that is strikingly similar to the predominance of right-handed persons to non-right-handed persons in the general population. Forty-five 3- and 4-year-old children with previously documented cord twists were evaluated with respect to hand preference and performance. The direction of the cord twist was independent of the handedness of the child as well as the mother. We have documented an increased incidence of absent twist and right twist in association with single umbilical artery, suggesting that the impetus for the cord twist is independent on hemodynamic forces in the umbilical cord itself. We further document an increased incidence of absent twist among intrauterine fetal deaths and twins, suggesting that decreased fetal movement can impede the forces leading to normal twisting of the umbilical cord. Absence of cord twist may be associated with adverse prognosis.

PMID: 3674155 [PubMed - indexed for MEDLINE]

In Search of the Lost Chord:
The Re-Discovery of Chakra Music


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Adelaide Procter (1825-1864)

A Lost Chord


1SEATED one day at the Organ,
2 I was weary and ill at ease,
3And my fingers wandered idly
4 Over the noisy keys.


5I do not know what I was playing,
6 Or what I was dreaming then ;
7But I struck one chord of music,
8 Like the sound of a great Amen.


9It flooded the crimson twilight,
10 Like the close of an Angel´s Psalm,
11And it lay on my fevered spirit
12 With a touch of infinite calm.


13It quieted pain and sorrow,
14 Like love overcoming strife ;
15It seemed the harmonious echo
16 From our discordant life.


17It linked all perplexéd meanings
18 Into one perfect peace,
19And trembled away into silence
20 As if it were loth to cease.


21I have sought, but I seek it vainly,
22 That one lost chord divine,
23Which came from the soul of the Organ,
24 And entered into mine.


25It may be that Death´s bright angel
26 Will speak in that chord again,
27It may be that only in Heaven
28 I shall hear that grand Amen.