| ஒத்திசைவு | प्रत्याह्वय | resonance |

Once upon a time, 1/t… …there was this Singularity, epitome of epistemology.

She was in her prime. She should have stayed with platonic solidude. But she wanted to explore relationships, at least in number theory.

But, Truth table be told, she habitually did item numbers. She was a natural numero uno, you know what I mean? She even did mobius strip tease and created bawdies of knowledge. The entry fee  to her show and tell events were XORbitant.

…unfortunately, venn did it happen, nobody knows – but she, in a weak coupled moment, fell for a pointless pick-up line that floored her in a different plane! She experienced a tangential force in the direction of a really insignificant Fraction.

Now, the latter was a very complex figure and always referred to himself grandiosely as i. He was the root of all evil. Very negative and very eunuch. Very absurd. Sine of things to come. CONjecture.

…This fractious fraction was very determinant to integrate Singularity by parts and by u-substitution.  He even assumed trigonometric identities to do his evil deed.  He was irrational in general, but was very calculus in his approach. Oh wasn’t he a vulgar fraction.

But, how does it matrix?  :-(

…Poor Singularity screamed and writhed in infinite agony. Vulgar fraction operated upon her and used all the rulers at his disposal, including the abominable denominator. He used quotients. He used the products. Dammit, he even used the chains, the sadomasochist.  He took her to the limits. *erf*

Now, as Time progressed Newsweek after Newsweek, Life did not, it stopped circulation and wasn’t even available to subscribers. In the (t1+t2)/2, dame Singularity increasingly became irregular, exponentially rollypolly and her polyhedron increased in geometric progression. Sadly there was no harmony, even polynominally.

[last night, (after some observations of some really harrowing highschool math classes during the day in some schools) I wrote up this ‘procreative writing’ thingie to amuse myself and my mathematically inclined friends, including my wifey; very vaguely & hazily remember that I read something like this in some math journal, some 35-40y back or so – or may be I am imagining this too as I am given to massive hallucinations, but it is besides the ., thanks! (anyway, if you can point me to an original source if there were one, I would be eternally grateful and would ack it)

The thing is, circa 1980-82 I was writing all kinds of trashy nonsense like this to ‘fine-hone’ my angrezi skills and to tickle myself; wrote an abridged ramayana+mahabharatha using the language of math (and also some very Grim fairytales, ISTR that!) and in a local coarse dialect of Tamil called ‘madras baashai’ – but only this math porn notes seem to be available as a manuscript. So much for the remembrance of thingies past!]