Some numbers are magic. They invite you to some more worlds to explore. It is like the song says "I have the whole world in my hands".

A mathematical ditty.

This random little poem came out of experimenting with a different style of writing. I designed the poem as in the form of a math problem, but its relations and metaphors hold in the form of literature and philosophy. I’ll leave it to the reader to figure out the rest. Comments are open.

Today is the end of the month of November. We have flashbacks of the Indian Summer. We love the sunshine we had in November, which make us remember of our mathematician soul and thankful for the cure against autism.

What’s in a number? Math, physics, statistics, logic, reason; the measure of life…I’ve been thinking about numbers. Read more…

There are lines of people everywhere,
Standing and waitng to be served …..

The fragile span of memory’s bridge,
through life’s most unexpected phase ….

A very funny and causal description of college mathematics in the view of a Jamaican student.

A poem about.

There are people who have lucky numbers or a lucky number to play. In fashion design there are also lucky numbers. In order to be a model you have to have some sizes which show that you are fit and you know that on your wedding day you have to look at your best and in some countries you have to do some medical testings.