Mathematics is taught very rigidly. When I'm independently working and studying math, it feels like art - like I'm making something and it tickles the creative side of my brain. In class it feels like the structured STEM course I initially signed up for.
It's a world of rules and structures people have carefully built over the millennium and you can add to it (if you can) or just walk around and observe and learn.
Analogously, learning mathematics, especially higher mathematics and even more so Algebra and Category Theory also feels like learning a new language. Working with it feels like writing poetry. Mathematics literature has a lot of the characteristic features of literature. There are many rules, but if you can break them, you are a mad genius!
I was talking to a professor and he told me about realising that he could read mathematics, granted it's not the same as picking up a story book, but there is this entire new world out there when you start reading mathematics. He also pulled up the linguistics definition of a language and said that perhaps mathematics is the only language with no exceptions in class once.
I have a headache
Actually this isn't how we count.
These are hand symbols (Hasta or Mudra) used in various different Indian dance forms. They have different names.
👍 is shikaram. ✌️ Is actually slightly different, the middle finger comes forward and the index goes backwards almost like you are trying to twist them. It is called Kartharimukam(scissors).
say what you will about the reserve bank of india these are some cracking coins
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a boyfriend is just a guy you can sink your teeth into for recreational purposes
Fairly leaning into art category similar to architecture - there is utility involved and also a lot of creative freedom. Would you say shelter as a concept was discovered or invented? It was a necessity to be able to survive.
I view mathematics as this world people have built brick by brick over the span of humanity. And you are a tourist looking around, marveling at the beautiful buildings (and some interestingly ugly ones as well) built by those who came before you. If you are lucky you might be able to lay down a few bricks yourself.
You don't always understand why something looks the way it does, but sometimes you do and then it's like you are suddenly the smartest person in the room.
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maths enjoyers and bug enjoyers and horror movie enjoyers and so forth all need to come together and unite against the common enemy of people telling you how much they hate something as soon as you mention you like it
I've said this before but every basic feminism 101 women's empowerment event I've ever been to has been all about telling women and girls that it's okay to speak up for ourselves, it's okay to take up space, it's okay to be strong and fast and loud and hungry and sexy and smart and good at things without feeling shame, but apparently, with the way some people talk, the second a trans woman does any of these things it's evidence of "male socialization" and needs to be called out and "corrected." like, even if this were the case, which it isn't, I think it's patently insane to believe "it looks like these women don't have as much crushing shame from a lifetime of experiencing misogyny as most other women" (<- a claim that, from my experience, is simply not true about trans women) and then follow it up with "I must Fix This by teaching them to shut up and be ashamed" instead of, like, idk "good for them, I wish this type of liberation for all other women as well."
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Every once in a while where decapitation seems like a much more tolerable idea than having a head on top of my neck
Ugh… headache. Head splitting migraine, even.
Actually this is what diogenes was trying to say....
the default way for things to taste is good. we know this because "tasty" means something tastes good. conversely, from the words "smelly" and "noisy" we can conclude that the default way for things to smell and sound is bad. interestingly there are no corresponding adjectives for the senses of sight and touch. the inescapable conclusion is that the most ordinary object possible is invisible and intangible, produces a hideous cacophony, smells terrible, but tastes delicious. and yet this description matches no object or phenomenon known to science or human experience. so what the fuck