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Circle.



"Everything finishes and begins in a circle."

  Some things are hidden at plain sight, but maybe not so hidden, is just that we don't know where to find where and what to look for.

   Circles, triangles, rectangles.  Not so common words for not such a common concept.  Books talk about that (even I have to say the specific book in which you can find that information is held by a hermit in the road to go to Dale, but there is a copy from the original almost secretly kept in a forbidden bookshelf at Bree), scholars talk about that but just if you ask them about that particular matter of the red book.

   It is fun to watch scholars from Bree, and certainly from other places too, when they want to own the truth (as if someone can do that).  It is say that a circle (of course scholars say it) is a surface of a curve line.  That is the convention.  But what will remain as an unknown information is why we can know about such thing as a curve line.

   Maybe were the Numenoreans, who -according to written records- were gifted with long  life and to be wiser than the rest of men, the ones who imagined the circle.  They were great crafters and sailors.  To be a sailor is becouse you understand the language of the stars; their laughter or  tears.  They created maps where they translated the words of the sun, moon and stars in a parchment.  Or maybe each circle that exists is becouse of the elves.  Maybe they taught them.

   A circle is a curve line, like life itself.  The line of our personal story.  A line full of emotions, experiences, situations, people.  But life is not just a line.  We just forget or want to forget our life line will seek for the other edge, and the circle will be formed again.  Not all the times the edge touch its counterpart, agreeable dust of stars is seen.  Sometime water drops may fall and a feeling of emptiness will follow.  But we can reshape the circle.  Our story will reach us suddenly, when we are not even aware of it.  We have to let it reach us becouse that is part of who we are, still we are much more due to the fact our story is being written daily and we are the ones who can reshape the life circle.  

   Recently, some events of my life came back again, events I want to erase from my skin. I will reshape the circle.