..... Me, I am a monotonous function, although, much of the time, rather I seem like a constant function. I live in the world of the real ones, but I get lost frequently in the world of imaginaries. You, you are a complex function. You have a real and tangible part, so beautiful and at the same time unintelligible; and an imaginary part or rather complex, that randomizes me and appalls me. You and I, Two so different beings.I, a being of the two-dimensional world, (x, y). You, a being of the complex plane, z = a + bi. Yet I know there is a one-to-one correspondence between us. There is an equation that allows us to connect; a bijective function, that sends smoke signals:
