Honesty, Honestly
I think we need to learn how to do math better.
I’m so used to hot people denying it when I tell them they’re hot that it throws me off when they affirm it.
Thanks!
It is a new kind of honesty.
Those who can’t read between the lines want to so desperately.
A generation without pennies will not learn to subtract. Counting integers is honesty. Would that it sufficed to accumulate without ever deducting, deducing.
A new kind of honesty.
Multiverses of selves and multitudes of personas mean we can become exponents but division as a metaphor is so permanent, so painful. It hurts so bad it hurts our ability to render a truth about sharing. Division is sharing, is communion.
Humor is geometry, and satire is trigonometry. Ignorance is bliss, and knowledge is power. There is no deception if it is an interpretation. I think we could all use a little geometry these days.
Being good at math makes me an outdated stereotype, or a bygone archetype; someone who does not flinch at the truth. It’s so nice of you to say that. Thank you.
true:honest :: kind:nice
Multiples and magnitudes are by twos and tens, taking over patternless equations like a roll on a snare drum, tuned to absolute parity but bisected with soft barbs, an interruption to tone. Honestly. Why do I even count.
