The Hiyoch Equation: A Short Story of Many Lifetimes

By Don Geidel

Would you go back in time and kill Osama Bin Laden before 9/11/2001? The answer’s easy, until you get there...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Don Geidel
• Release date: Jan 5, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301545995

Don Geidel

Don Geidel was born and raised in Manchester, Connecticut. He enlisted in the United States Navy at the age of seventeen and rose to the rank of Chief Petty Officer, before obtaining a commission as a surface warfare officer. The highlight of his career was commanding the warship USS Hurricane (PC-3). After retiring from the Navy he joined the Coronado, California Police Department for a short time, then transferred to the National City, California Police Department, where he spent eight years before retiring. He is a graduate of the University of Washington with a B.A. in political science and the University of San Diego with a master's degree in education. He and his wife Doreen live in the great state of Texas but spend a good deal of their time traveling around the country. You can email Don at [e-mail].

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The Hiyoch Equation

A Short Story of Many Lifetimes

By Don Geidel

Copyright 2013 Don Geidel

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The human being follows [the laws of] the earth,

the earth follows the heavens,

the heavens follow God,

and God must follow nature [Tao]

Tao Te Ching

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To the elder it was a thunderclap, shaking his entire body, his whole world. For the acolyte it was as gentle as a lover’s caress. He might have missed it altogether had he been preoccupied, but as usual, he was deep in meditation, his senses wide open. Now that he had experienced it there was no chance he would miss it the next time. It’s starting again, isn’t it, master?

The old man continued his task, sorting the leaves of various herbs for tea. Outwardly his demeanor was calm, as always, but inside he