Casey Adams shared an answer on Quora with you

Why does this Harvard mathematician say that science is built upon the axiom “0 exists”? by Joshua Engel https://www.quora.com/Why-does-this-Harvard-mathematician-say-that-science-is-built-upon-the-axiom-0-exists/answer/Joshua-Engel?ch=99&share=e5b9759c&srid=CWTwk

I do the words and let others do the math, generally speaking.

So , I appreciate those that can communicate numbers into words.

Words should still not be considered second to numbers.

It’s not a competition, to say the absolute least.

Watch “Ike & Tina Turner – Proud Mary | 1971” on YouTube

Do not own rights, just paying mad homage.

Many have done Proud Mary but few compare to this reinterpretation.

Creole delta blues babe!

Dealing with TimeS shifting arrow

Incorrect to assume that time is one dimensional.

Let’s imagine 2D time in the pic below

Vector. Precession. Equinox.

Circadian. Cellular time.

Astronomy

*rotation of fixed stars (!) and precession of the equinoxes

, seasons on the planet, circadian rhythms of daylight and darkness, evidenced by cellular time.

Here we encounter the challenge of extrapolating between these two dimensions.

Eventually may we reconcile our eternal being with our transiency.

>the Mind bypasses its middle range, dismisses the conditioning it has been subjected to.

Eternal being : transciency?

Seed : plant?

Seeds: DNA remains constant, mutating very slowly if at all.

Plants: which unfolds the seed in an incomparably faster time sequence.

I try to imagine absorbing cosmic energy on inhale, as

–converging inward–

by repeating space inverted in a vacuum inside.

Space only has meaning for matter.

Perhaps at transcendent levels of our thinking-space is irrelevant.

A gradual transitions between extremes and expectations

Effing idiocy of self

Who is not guilty.

As soon as I accuse I am guilty.

Your dispassionate acknowledgement aches as much as that I aver myself to you in dispassion, presumeably.

Share and share alike says the one with no vested interest in sharing.

What are we to make of this?, says the hardworking young lady who only recently became vested.

Benevolence could unsuspectingly become malificence here.

Here in our position. Do we care?

But what would they know of us, anywazy.

They would know what we allowed and told.

Because as beautiful nobodies, we dodge gazes but come together in verbal symetry.

Equilaterally pentacling.

Miraculous