The Asymptote Who Is

There once lived a point who lived on a plane: one of a Cartesian coordinate system. As this point traveled through space and time, it became a line.

This line noticed how it moved and wanted to move through out life with a uniform pattern. It became a formula. x^2+y^2=16.. A circle

Now the line had order and could measure how it "progressed" by the structure that the x and y axes established. It started to break away and explore the vastness of the coordinate system it belonged to, trying itself out as different patterns and formulas.

And as the patterns changed, it, itself remained in the middle, the observer to its own life.
Going up and down, back and forth, it started to ask questions about its own nature.

It's curiosity grew the more it explored. It wanted to know what was beyond. This line-form was especially fast growing, the other lines thought it crazy for asking such questions. But to this line-form, there was no more valid question and quest than to understand what... who it was.

After being exhausted by going back and forth, it decided to get a bigger picture. "I want to approach infinity." Finally it said.

After much growth and will, the line reconfigured itself into an asymptote. It traveled in an upward position... slowly at first.

As time went on, it's progress became easier and each step builded off the last one. It soon became fast rising. The more it learned what was going on, the more it learned about the system and itself.

One day, it shot up a quite a steep angle, it was growing at an exponential rate. It understood the vastness. And though it progressed every day, it was getting used to the extreme slope and it became less and less of a shock every day. Even asymptotes bottom out. A sense of bliss and frustration engulfed him all at once. It would get used to it.

Looking at itself it asked "Where did I come from?" It could not trace it back far enough.. "I must have always been here."

"Where am I going?" It then realized it was up to itself. It became an asymptote, it could decide to be anything else.

"Screw it with the formulas!" "I define myself... I can be undefined if I want to." "I can be a circle if I want, but who I really am is no one!" "I can be the axes themselves if I want to be. Screw it! I want to transcend this system."

And so with practice, it became formless.. formulaless, popping in and out at will. Discovering a z-axis eventually and axes beyond that. It could learn in whatever system it chose. Constantly transcending.

"I want to have friends" it said. "I will go back to Cartesia and find a line-form who is ready." And so it learned and taught about Love, to those who were willing, together transcending imaginary limitations. Everything was Love in the first place. And so it became full circle, but not strictly in a x^2+y^2=16 sense.

This line-form is still with us today. It is drawing the very lines you see, the outline of your computer, the edges of your guitar, the vibrations and colors of life. It is anything you want, you are it and it is you, and if you want to be formless, the very formation, you can.