Locus of a point that moves while keeping the same distance from a certain other point. Smooth. Round. Flawless. Perfect. 360 discrete degrees, yet continuous.

Birth. Walk. Study without purpose. Marry. Procreate. Raise but don’t partake. Accumulate. Age. Die. … Wake up. Excrete Maybe. Brush. Bathe. Travel. Sometimes. Eat. Work. Eat. Fuck Maybe. Sleep. … Money. Status. Love Hopefully. Family. Standing, if lucky. House, with mortgage. Content. Successful. Happy. Perfect. Around 75 years, yet continuous.

If we could zoom out enough, they say, An infinite polygon could be a circle. The uncountable many sides, Converging into an approximate perfection. Immeasurable sides. One simple circle.

Walk. Fall. Get up. Walk. Fall. Get up. Heart Make. Heart Ache. Heart Break. Heart Make. Salary. Savings Maybe. Wealth, a little. Desire. Effort Maybe. Bankruptcy or Debt. Wealth if lucky. Scarred. Rugged. Kind. Compassionate. Infinite twists and infinite turns. One perfect life.

What if you zoom in further, a lot more than tools allow, but imagination can reach. And you find that every side of that infinite polygon is made up of infinite fjords like the coasts of lands. As you go further in, you see each fjord is made of fjords too. You observe closely, the fjords are pulsing, like infinite heartbeats. 3.141592 653589793 238462643 383279502 88419716 939937510… Would you dare to call that imperfect? Wouldn’t that really be more perfect, than what we deem to be perfect? Wouldn’t that be a lot more continuous, than what we know as continuity?

Desire, burning fire in the belly. Fulfillment, soothing glacial waters. A fjord. Contemplation, swirling darkness in the mind. Insight, sudden divine spark. A fjord. Despair, sinking desert sands for the soul. Hope, strong timely rope. A fjord. Mundanity, strangling grip of a python. Creation, bursting beastly strength. A fjord. A Mother. A Scientist. A Clown. A Cop. A Pirate. A King. A fjord. A fjord… Would you call this ordinary? If this is ordinary, what is extraordinary? Devil may well be in the details, But what is Devil, if there is no God?