And definitions need boundaries—
As soon as you think of dimension,
Thoughts move in myriad directions,
Which must mean traversing dimensions,
Finding boundaries to push around.
Let’s say you can begin with a point—
Could be one or zero dimensions—
You can, from a one-dimensional
Point, find your way to a tesseract.
You just had to begin with a point,
Didn’t you? Corpus Hypercubus.
No matter how many dimensions
You mean by n, by n you must mean
An idea with a definition,
Boundaries, its own n dimensions.
N degrees of freedom, meanwhile n
Coordinates for each location,
But not in Cantor’s intuition.
Then, invariance of dimension
Grew in dimension. Definitions
Grew more necessary, numerous,
Expanding in every direction.
You can break it or intersect it,
But you’ll fit never the problem back
Into n minus one dimensions.
N dimensions keep kinds of prisons
Pinning slaves to dimensions in them.
A prison has many dimensions
And every one of them a prison.
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