Someone mentioned that to begin drawing a circle one may start anywhere. After a sufficient amount of renderings of the initial circle, that is, after it's been redrawn enough times, there arrives a juncture along the continuum when the original starting point's impression has not only been lost and forgotten, but furthermore, is no longer required for any purpose whatsoever. Were circumstances available to somehow locate this fabled specific point along the ring, it would appear no different than any other random headstone embedded in the grass of a lone cemetery in an isolated county of an unspecified state of the union lying somewhere along the continental mid-west of northern America. It would remain just a random locale on a spherical world. Once spun, all points on the planet blur together into a projected holograph. Focus may only be established whence relativity sets in for the individual. We're all in it together because we're all parts of the same creature's experience.
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