I asked.
"Present a bit of a difficulty. They're insoked." [Another internal word, meaning that they're interested in the world and don't make judgements about it based upon a recieved understanding. That's the best that I can do </shrug>.]
"They seem like us, first-rate, third-rate minds."
"So why don't we understand them?"
"They seem to have no understanding of maths."
I laughed, "you mean that we can't communicate our understanding."
"No, it appears that they have no conception of the natural numbers."
"Eh? What do you mean?"
"They seem to be fractal. Dimensions, they always see things rationally."
"So why aren't we?"
"We are a bit...", he [me] waved a hand to indicate the four of us.
"But..."
"See. That's the difficulty."
"It's not that they can't conceive a zero, it's that they can't conceive a one."
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Hey Neil..is this a story or a conversation for real..or both?..keep writing it...have you read a story by Jay Russell 'Sous rature'..its very you!(well...you as in ..well...sciencey
)..It makes me want to go and read physics books.....I'm beginning to think of the Sciences as another ArtForm.. Oh yes...Science and Art..brilliant! Anthony
Thanks for comment on image..I think I may have found the computers soul..its like standing inside the world and looking out..too beautiful..
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I don't know what it is really, I was just playing around. Problem is that I seem to have written myself into a corner!
We'll see.
I don't always comment on your pictures but I alway love when new ones appear. Keep up the good work.
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