In the Universe there is no center and no circumference; but the center is everywhere, and every part is outside some other part. I never faced you, neither of us being turned to the front, to one point in relation to others; rather, we faced all points simultaneously, so that no point was in relation to the others, but each point was independent. So at first I saw you only peripherally. To the left adorned with the customary projections I saw red, the color of repetition.