the gradual destruction of a square::veronica ceci

 Once, there was a square. It was the same length on all four sides and had four right angles. It worked well with the Pythagorean theorem, the various laws of parallel lines, and fit nicely into a grid. The square, along with the rest of the universe expanded at a rate of V=hx. It was a perfect example of order, a symbol for all restrictions put on reality by those who would have us believe our perceptions are truth.
     Simultaneous to the existence of the square there was a reality that had no bounds. Its possibilities were immeasurable and infinite. It had no known corners and contained no straight lines. Its numerous dimensions prevented it from being placed on a grid. It was governed only by the vague, esoteric laws of universal physics. It also expanded at a rate of V=hx.
     In one instant, without warning, something outside of chaos and order which for either seconds or eternities had remained stationary, twitched - and the square was brought into reality.
     All the everything and nothing, being and ceasing shone onto the square with a blinding, fearful light. All that had meaning and all that was meaningless ate away with acid teeth at the parallel lines. Unable to decide what was truth or if truth was, the square simply absorbed, not knowing that it could not possibly contain. It began to expand at a rate of (V=hx)².
     The four right angles were pushed to rounded corners, and then to no corners at all. And the rigid, perfect square, for just one instant, became a circle - a completely different sort of order and perfection. And inevitably, it burst, tossing all that it had tried to take in back to the empty universe. Filling it with both chaos and order, with meaning and without, at a rate of V=hx.