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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

-David Feinberg

i can't help but to always think that im still alone without a companion yet. the number 3, being the greatest and most significant number throughout numerous historical, myths, mathematical, scientific and even philosophical text is a afterall a powerful no. after being cursed and put under the spell of the square root, it cannot find any companion to even form the simplest fraction. no other integers can save square root 3 from his solitude, except for another of its kind. together they bond to embrace the birth of the great number '3'. i yearn to find my square root 3.....