I suppose it will never cease to amaze me that this is math
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"The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that's the essence of inhumanity." George Bernard Shaw
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6 comments:
Organic binary beauty
If it is ... it is what God intended!
This makes me think of green growing things ... of freshness and newness and new beginnings.
It also reminds me of asparagus!
I'm loving your blog. Beautiful and heartfelt and compelling. Obviously the images are a profound draw, but the whole zeitgeist of the thing... I feel like I can know you and like you, just from your blog. Pretty cool.
Josh, what a nice thing to say, thank you...
Yes. As a naturalist I am constantly struck by the beauty of things I find in nature, things which are so lovely they surely must have had some kind of aesthetic appeal having gone into their design, be it through natural selection or creation. Yet it appears that all they have to thank for their existence are their functionality. To put it another way, beauty seems as though it should exist for us to behold. Yet, like math, it owes nothing to anything. It merely "is".
Mycos
Brandon says:
I see a lizard mountain.
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