No Such Thing as a Straight Line

Examine any line closely and it begins to look ragged around the edges, being made up of particles of some kind–whether wood, metal or ink. Examine even closer and the physicists tell us we will meet atoms, all vibrating unpredictably, their electrons disappearing and reappearing in different places without traveling in between.

Examine any life closely enough and it begins to look ragged around the edges as well. Though some may try, no one can live their life traveling in straight lines.

A line is purely a thought people share, a concept imposed on reality: a perfectly straight arrangement of non-existent particles that have no width. This is the geometric definition of a line. and it points out the underlying erroneous principle in the concept: that anything can be one-dimensional.


About nosuchthingasastraightline

I grew up in tiny Lyme, New Hampshire, where I drew, roamed the surrounding woods, and first entertained the idea of God while listening to my mom's Beatles records. I studied biology at Harvard University where I wrote for The Harvard Lampoon and also began writing poetry. I have since made a living variously as a comedy screenwriter, teacher, and private tutor in math, science and writing. I’ve released three CDs of original music as the singer-songwriter and guitar player for Crooked Roads (listen to latest tracks here: My poetry writing has been inspired by Rumi, Billy Collins, William Carlos Williams, e.e. cummings, Antonio Machado, Federico Garcia Lorca, and others. My two books of poetry, "The Morning I Married the Sky," and “Free this Morning” are both available on Amazon.
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