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my mom made me some homemade kahlua and god damn it is rocking my world rn
“Grief was not a line, carrying you infinitely further from loss. You never knew when you would be sling-shot backward into its grip.”
Brit Bennett “The Mothers”
Not to math post on the fandom blog but does anyone else get annoyed when a mathematician or scientist in media is like:
"out of infinite possibilities, this is the only one..."
THAT IS NOT HOW INFINITY WORKS AND ANY MATHEMATICIAN/SCIENTIST WOULD KNOW THAT!
infinity is not some big number, it is a concept, a symbol representing the fact that something will never end.
so no, this is not THE ONLY REALITY OUT OF INFINITE REALITIES UNLESS YOUR UNIVERSE'S CONCEPT OF INFINITY IS FUNDAMENTALLY DIFFERENT FROM OURS
The best way to understand infinity is not to say there is infinitely many of them because that implies a number and infinity is NOT A NUMBER, IT IS A CONCEPT! MATHEMATICIANS OR SCIENTISTS WOULD NOT SAY "Out of an infinite number" WHEN DISCUSSING SERIOUS MATERIAL WORK BECAUSE IT HAS NO MEANING.
Infinity is not even large, its just endless. Things can be infinitely small or infinitely getting closer and never touching (the dichotomy paradox). Humans just assume it is large because endless typically implies largeness.
So to all writers, as a mathematician, please, for the love of my sanity, don't make your scientist/mathematician/engineer/intelligent STEM character say that unless you want to imply that the character in question doesn't actually understand the subject they are said to or you want me to suffer :,)
I love you.
Simple words, right? We say them all the time, at every opportunity - in the sleepy morning when I drag myself out from the warmth of our bed and kiss you three times, when I come back from a long day with a headache from the flourescent lights, when I hand you our dinner and when we lay in embrace ready to sleep. We say it so often, I worry you don't understand what I mean when I say...
I love you.
Every time I find myself holding you, I feel like I can finally breathe. Like everything stops, and nothing else matters, and even as I write this with flair-filled prose - I think I understand what the story-books all mean when they talk of love. It's huge, and overwhelming, and at the same time - it is what it always had to be. What it always would be.
Loving you, is being home.
Like the amber lights of a childhood I barely remember, like the hum of a computer and the clack of a keyboard. Like a warm cup of tea at 3am when the world is finally sleeping - all of these things feel like you, now. A gentle, but all-encompassing warmth of fond memories, comfort and care bundled together where nothing could go wrong - if just for the briefest of moments.
I love you.
It’s always the little things you do that I notice. The way you look at the moon. The way your eyes light up and your lips turn upwards when you see me. The little notes you leave around the house. How you always have fresh flowers on the table. And the small acts of kindness you do for people and animals. All those little things make me love you more each day.
How warm the smile of love, how sweet the taste of joy, and how constant the feeling of content All because of you
K.J Tierney
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from /r/vexillologycirclejerk Top comment: every calculus professor explaining tangent lines