I hear a beautiful song...mathematical imagery.
Language is math in that they are both symbolic languages. Conveying higher order from symbols. Feelings from hieroglyphics.
To see a pattern in chaos is part of , wait for it - The Chaos Theory.
If you wait long enough, even seemingly random chaos begins to exhibit patterns.
God is therefore the ability to see a pattern in everything.
Focus on the large enough picture and you see what God sees.
Math and music and God.
Gödel, Escher & Bach?
Like Rand Paul I seem to be plagiarizing.
When applied to music, the formulaic reply becomes trite. You have to step outside that box.
Well, to math as well...and language. Crepe...it is a never ending circle.
The name George fascinates me...GE...OR...GE...OR...GE...OR..like pi, it never ends.
Infinity scares physicists, it is not a reality but only a way of expressing what is beyond us.
To them real infinity does not exist.
Go to a street corner and listen to a busking musician.
Look at the stars.
To talk to God is to make humor where sadness could live; to see order where chaos seems to prevail.
God...is a choice.
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