On the Point of Vanishing Cogito ergo ends with a sum beyond my reckoning: Thoughts add up and multiply exponentially like numbers. I must have miscalculated. It’s what happens when you cannot count on your own mind to make sense of the world. This time I’ll square the root - 100,000 to 316 to 18 to 4 to 2 to 1.4 to 1.2 to 1.1 to 1 - and keep on subtracting 1 to 0.5 to 0.1 … I arrive at a bare fraction of a thought, a mere variable

The Quality of a Quantum I am nothing and you are nothing. but the relation between us isn’t nothing. Infinitesimally small differences establish the continuity between our discrete bodies. Intensive or extensive? Unity thought as plurality or plurality as unity? I can’t decide. (Either way we take up space and time.) We are two thought as one and one thought as two. If a complete synthesis is beyond us, remember this: In God’s infinite understanding we know just a little, an

Irrational Numbers In my mind a series of irrational numbers, of non-repeatable fractions without end. Something doesn’t add up. I am divided, incommensurable. I count on my intellect to calculate a solution but thoughts multiply endlessly and without purpose - an innumerable and undetermined infinity indifferent to sense. All this thinking-without-limits is a problem I cannot get my head around.

Everything Adds up to Zero This means a stationary object stays equal. And the object remains in the same state of motion force. The resultant force is zero. Falling object is stationary zero. There is a movement. Still end up zero. And a moving object continues to move, returns sum with zero. All forces acting reach terminal velocity where their resultant force is zero. And the sum same zero. Zero is reached at every move. Sum of the objects eventually zero. There is

Angling Angling from eternity to eternity to eternity Papyrus Oxyrhynchus 29, discovered 1897, Pennsylvania If a straight line be cut into equal and unequal segments […] equal to the square on the half He was convicted by Ælfwald smuggling liquor, narcotics from Juteland to Norfolk Set down his pen set down this hook <0, Sa; if a ≠ b, then Sa ≠ Sb> Set fire to his craft and drowned say Euclid (Reign of Ptolemy I) First Plato then Spinoza