AtD translation: the spill of accursed meridians

[Mike Jing]

P373.3-7   . . . a place promised them, not by God, which’d be asking too
much of the average Anarchist, but by certain hidden geometries of History,
which must include, somewhere, at least at a single point, a safe conjugate
to all the spill of accursed meridians, passing daily, desolate, one upon
the next.

What does the word "spill" mean here?