The Tornado in Texas
Jason watched carefully as the cocoon gently swayed in the light breeze. From a tiny opening at one end, a small something stirred.
Having spent all his life in a big city, Jason knew nothing about the approaching life-defining moment of the creature. And he simply stared in wonder.
The opening widened a little, as if the creature wanted to peek into the beautiful garden in that small Brazilian town. Then again it paused, struggling to emerge out. It seemed to have a body bigger than the hole, and not enough energy to make the hole bigger.
Jason looked around and found a sharp twig. Slowly and softly, he cut open the cocoon. The small butterfly inside was dull colored and was barely able to move.
Jason found a couple of slugs and pushed inside the cocoon. The butterfly wiggled a little, but did not touch them. Jason continued to gaze with a proud heart, hoping that the butterfly would soon spread its wings and fly away.
But it did not. Its body was not sufficiently developed to pump energy in those tinny lifeless wings.
When Jason left the garden to meet his friends for dinner, the butterfly was still struggling to get out of its cocoon.
And so it never got to flutter its wings. And so the air pressure around it did not rise exponentially. And there was no chance for the effect to get further amplified. The upper atmospheric layers did not get the transferred swirls of the warm air. Nor did they propagate the atmospheric movement hundreds of kilometers around.
The Chaos Theory got its anomaly.
And the Tornado in Texas never happened.