You know, I can’t even remotely claim to be good at math. It was never one of my best subjects in school and I struggled to get good grades. I was good at accounting until I convinced myself I wasn’t (that’s a whole different discussion) but take me past the basics and you pretty much lose me.
So, I may not be a mathematician but I can appreciate the beauty of math. The fact that everything in our universe can be broken down into a mathematical equation leaves me in awe. That you can figure out missing pieces from a few numbers or that you can make accurate projections based on a few numbers amazes me. (Again, I should probably remind you I’m confortable with basic math).
Math is it’s own language. Some say it is the language of the universe. I admire people who are good at math. I wish I was better at it, truth be told. Math definitely has its own beauty. Have you ever seen fractals? A fractal is a never-ending pattern. (Don’t forget the patterns are mathematical equations). Fractals are infinitely complex patterns that are self-similar across different scales. They are created by repeating a simple process over and over in an ongoing feedback loop.
This represents the inherent beauty in math to me. It’s my joy to share an image of this with you: