me? Come, every frustum longs to be a cone,
And every vector dreams of matrices.
Hark to the gentle gradient of the breeze:
It whispers of a more ergodic zone.
bijou my dad explained to me how a sunset is all about geometry. (he's the smartest man in the world) 010818
unhinged from this given prove
to me
that my heart could expand
at an exponential rate
to accomadate all these
left behind
moving on
lost i hate geometry. 011020
HairThief If I'm good at geometry, shouldn't I be able to play snooker?

It's so very annoying when the balls don't go where they are meant to
epitome of incomprehensibility I only know the easy parts, like I only know some people's names and faces; I don't even bother calculating their volume (so stop worrying so much about your size. Worry about the fact that you're not a cube. You'd all be so much easier to understand if you were cubes. And Pablo Picasso got it all wrong. Multiple perspectives, humbug! Ah, but the universe has curves in all the right places. Or so I thought was funny two months ago. And it's very likely not original to me. The Dodacahedron by Paul Glennon? Can't be. But it's a good book.) 140109
e_o_i It's dodecahedron. 140109
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