As far as I can tell, this is some sort of complex geometric proof showing how in an X-Y graph, wherein “X” is a value of “pigs,” a plotted point asymptotically approaches some sort of coffee stain or something.
Take just a dash of Mondrian, mix well with a high school maths textbook, add a pig. The pig, at a steady velocity of eight miles an hour, will reach the end of the alphabet…when? How fast is “B”? Can you plot a farm?
I very nearly failed geometry in high school, I just couldn’t begin to figure out how to apply it to real life. If only I had known about the pigs. And had wanted to own a pig farm, or any sort of farm really.
Given that “X” is usually the axis of time, the pig may in fact symbolize nostalgia, perhaps regret, always looking backward toward the past rather than toward the future, toward “pig,” toward the indecipherable scribble that is destiny.
Let pig be A1, the start of all things. At the beginning, there is pig.
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