Food for Thought: Mathematics are the laws that govern imagination.
My imagination is rather vivid and yet I stink at math. What can I say, I'm an enigma. My momma always told me I was speshul.
It's true though. Imagine a triangle inside of a rectangle. No matter how you imagine it, that triangle is exactly 1/2 the area of the triangle.
The more complex the imagination, the more complex and impossible the rules are to understand.
I always thought of math as more of a way to describe anything that exists or simply is. However, I can't think of a math formula to explain impossible shapes, nor can I imagine a physical representative of pi or e.