Call me a sinner. Call me a saint.

[nightphoenix16]

I’ve got this song playing over and over into my head. I keep thinking that the solution to my misery is somehow hidden in this song, and that maybe if I listen to it enough I can find the answers I have been looking for.

Theorem 14: The Gift, and the Curse

I keep this theorem to myself for the sole reason that the only person I wrote it for is me.

Comments

[resindoll]

I have but two questions. Do you like writing theorems? How do you know when you've made something of yourself?

[nightphoenix16]

I like the idea that life and things in it can always be explained in either a rational, or irrational manner. I choose to categorize these events as theorems, or statements that can generally be found to be true. Think of it like math.

You take theorems that you find to be correct and you shape them together to create proof. Proof is the reasoning behind an event or answer. Knowing the reason behind something, can also help in the understanding of an answer, and then finding the next step in the equation.

To answer your second question, I don't know. I just hope somebody will be able to show me what I have become. I rely on the idea that there is somebody smarter out there than me, and that they can help me the same way I help others.

~NP~

[resindoll]

Hm, that makes life sound simply complicated. What if there is no answer? Then what do we do? (We become philosophers. HA.)

It depends on if there really is someone out there smarter than you. Or if you'd admit it. That somebody out there who's smarter than you probably don't know you that well. They'd have to analyze you like they do math. Wouldn't that be terribly offensive?

[nightphoenix16]

Lol, there are people out there smarter than me. But I seriously doubt any of them know me better than me to know how I should fix my personal problems. I don't dwell on it much, however. It's no big deal.