Parallel Lives: the broken and unbroken line.

The broken line and the unbroken line, amazingly can be said to have lived the same existence, certainly in the same universe, yet they appear differently than one another.  I observe the uneven wear in my pair of shoes, how one deviates sideways, and the other doesnt.

The lines travel, from an indistinct starting point, to a terminus, so distant seemingly that we would dare say "infinity!", but as some mathematicians say, some infinities are not truly limitless, and as such with the life of boyh the broken and unbroken line.

The broken line deviates itself into almost nothingness, and traverses obstacles.  And in our dullness, there is a spark of hope from the whetstone when yhe line re-emerges somewhere straight ahead in the distance, that Prodigal.

Meanwhile, the other line is both a standard and comparatively superlative, and though we attach these traits in mind, we may be lead to ignore the unbroken line, and cast our fascinations on its downcast feral twin.

We urge on, maybe, the walt whitman's among us cheering for the broken line to form itself anew and conquest eternity itself;  meanwhile Oprah has a tv special hour long interview with the unbroken line--Gail King might even claim to share emails with the unbroken line, while the broken line depends on "government assistance".