The very staging of life as we know it.. Lines.. They meet and converge becoming one within many. The very essence of reality is pulled at through the lines we see.. This in turn brings each one of us the perception that is key 
Become like the tattering scratching lines.. As they weave and search for a place to rest on.. The journey has just began. Here is a couple pages out of my journal.. Memoirs.. Purely consisting of lines.
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