The time had finally arrived. They had come face to face. Confrontation had been inevitable, yet, was this the right time? Thought both. It was most difficult for the Line. In the dim, hazy, flickering light of the fireplace, she couldn’t even see him clearly. She could only hear Confusion shifting in his sofa, almost uncontrollably. His crisp ironed drapes were nothing but a forest of creases now. Complexity was late; but isn’t she always? The duration was short, but the wait, endless. Finally, the crackling of the fire and the shifting of Confusions curious drapes was interrupted by footsteps. Calm, calculated, uniform footsteps. In a mixture of panic and relief, Confusion turned around. Line gazed poignantly. One wait was over whilst the other began. The room was filled with the crackles from the fire the rocking of Complexity’s chair.
The Line wanted to break the silence, yet, couldn’t; “how strategic position takes away from one”, she thought. Complexity gazed up at the ceiling as though she could see the stars through it, while Confusion stared point blank at her, sitting as still as a statue. The fire lit their faces partially, but their emotions needed no illumination. Those almost shone through.
Complexity calmly waited, consciously testing Confusions patience. Infact, she enjoyed those moments as blessings of peace; exasperated as she was, at having to be stuck with Confusion. As expected, Confusion broke the silence.
Confusion: So how are you?
Complexity: How do I look?
Confusion: I don’t knoww
Complexity: Do you ever?
Confusion: How come you never ask me how I am?
Complexity: Cause you never know
Confusion: I wanted to discuss a few things with you.
Complexity: I’m glad to see you coming to the point – sooner than usual I note.
Confusion: Why are you so arrogant?
Complexity: You want to discuss me? Are you sure?
Confusion: No, I only wanted to discuss how we are made to cross over and mask each other
Complexity: Why? Do I not make a pleasing cover?
Line: That, is besides the point
Complexity is startled
Confusion: Please do not digress
Complexity to Line: I never knew you could speak
Line: Your constant stepping over me has forced me to. Else, my position does not allow it
Confusion to Line: If you had to do the talking yourself, why did you drag me into this?
Line: Cause you are the one who leads into this crossing over, in any direction
Complexity: you have to understand that I am your future. You are the path and I the destination, and my dear Line who does the Herculean task of keeping him separate from me, you cannot deny fate
Line: I refuse to believe “fate” shall be so unkind to me
Complexity: I would understand if Confusion said that, why you?
Confusion: Fate is not unkind to me!
Line: Indeed, ignorance IS bliss
Complexity: I see you are closer to me than him. Nevertheless, we are here to discuss something else. (Facing Confusion) You may speak
Confusion: I am sick of being used
Complexity: How so?
Confusion: Let me finish at least
Complexity: Proceed sire.
Confusion: I am sick of being at play and then masking me with you. I don’t like it when I am ‘confused’ with you. My incoherence is forcibly cohesed to convince I am you. I am sick of this pretense
Complexity: Hmm…valid, and I must say, true. Even I disagree with clarity of thought being confused with incoherence and I find it most painful to do so. Indeed, many a confused cover you with me and I am an unwilling, yet pleasing disguise.
Confusion: How do you think we can stop this?
Complexity: I think you wouldn’t like me wiping you out.
Line: What do you mean Your Arrogance?
Complexity: Ah! Of course, you’d be wiped out too.
Line: I’d be free
Complexity: My dearest, it is actually this excess of you that is causing your complaints. You are your enemy. Rarely do I not see through you; but you, you cannot tolerate a mirror, and like to please yourself with an image of me. You must learn to recognize, yet once you do, we are one and you are lost. Its your choice
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The Line wanted to break the silence, yet, couldn’t; “how strategic position takes away from one”, she thought. Complexity gazed up at the ceiling as though she could see the stars through it, while Confusion stared point blank at her, sitting as still as a statue. The fire lit their faces partially, but their emotions needed no illumination. Those almost shone through.
Complexity calmly waited, consciously testing Confusions patience. Infact, she enjoyed those moments as blessings of peace; exasperated as she was, at having to be stuck with Confusion. As expected, Confusion broke the silence.
Confusion: So how are you?
Complexity: How do I look?
Confusion: I don’t knoww
Complexity: Do you ever?
Confusion: How come you never ask me how I am?
Complexity: Cause you never know
Confusion: I wanted to discuss a few things with you.
Complexity: I’m glad to see you coming to the point – sooner than usual I note.
Confusion: Why are you so arrogant?
Complexity: You want to discuss me? Are you sure?
Confusion: No, I only wanted to discuss how we are made to cross over and mask each other
Complexity: Why? Do I not make a pleasing cover?
Line: That, is besides the point
Complexity is startled
Confusion: Please do not digress
Complexity to Line: I never knew you could speak
Line: Your constant stepping over me has forced me to. Else, my position does not allow it
Confusion to Line: If you had to do the talking yourself, why did you drag me into this?
Line: Cause you are the one who leads into this crossing over, in any direction
Complexity: you have to understand that I am your future. You are the path and I the destination, and my dear Line who does the Herculean task of keeping him separate from me, you cannot deny fate
Line: I refuse to believe “fate” shall be so unkind to me
Complexity: I would understand if Confusion said that, why you?
Confusion: Fate is not unkind to me!
Line: Indeed, ignorance IS bliss
Complexity: I see you are closer to me than him. Nevertheless, we are here to discuss something else. (Facing Confusion) You may speak
Confusion: I am sick of being used
Complexity: How so?
Confusion: Let me finish at least
Complexity: Proceed sire.
Confusion: I am sick of being at play and then masking me with you. I don’t like it when I am ‘confused’ with you. My incoherence is forcibly cohesed to convince I am you. I am sick of this pretense
Complexity: Hmm…valid, and I must say, true. Even I disagree with clarity of thought being confused with incoherence and I find it most painful to do so. Indeed, many a confused cover you with me and I am an unwilling, yet pleasing disguise.
Confusion: How do you think we can stop this?
Complexity: I think you wouldn’t like me wiping you out.
Line: What do you mean Your Arrogance?
Complexity: Ah! Of course, you’d be wiped out too.
Line: I’d be free
Complexity: My dearest, it is actually this excess of you that is causing your complaints. You are your enemy. Rarely do I not see through you; but you, you cannot tolerate a mirror, and like to please yourself with an image of me. You must learn to recognize, yet once you do, we are one and you are lost. Its your choice
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