A Riddle

In one dimension, I am a line with no beginning or end – a string with both ends joined occupying the maximum amount of space possible. I turn using a constant bend without ever breaking my path. With stubborn deliberation, there is no sudden change of direction. Without coordinate, there is no contextual difference between any point on my trajectory. Traversing with coordinate, an arbitrarily appointed origin, one inevitably returns while at the same time never changing one’s prior or future state to anything different from what one actually is, except with this external arbitrary definition of origin. In two dimensions, I capture and possess space – defining a boundary between what is within and what is without. Infinitely small, I can become the most basic definition of existence with no dimension – that object which will be used to create images of every other object in our universe.

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