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Joy of life and math?

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Dabbling in joy

fever curious

I am so

forever young


but just now plotting

my lifeline x-axis

anticipating the positive intercept

knowing pain will sometimes overlap

the y-axis of joy and wonder.


the x-axis is fixed, the y-axis is not,

forever sits at said intercept on the x-line


the plot a mountain silhouette

stretched along the flat x-plane,

peaks were the second derivative is zero

and none is the number to come.

Comments

  1. PfingstonMay 8, 2024 at 3:27 PM

    Hmm - I am not unfamiliar with linear equations. I think this is a slow warming up to this metaphor. Fascinating. I'm enjoying the time mulling it over.

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  2. L. BarkerMay 10, 2024 at 12:44 PM

    Ooooy. I like it. A math metaphor!

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