Zero We have to start somewhere, and zero is the perfect starting point. Since I have that dreaded mathephobia disease, I am rather handicapped and cannot calculate huge numbers in a multitude of dimensions, I need to use a computer to do the grunt work. Now, I may be blonde, but I'm no dummy.... Continue Reading →
Hexagram 56: Of Butterflies and Freedom
I had a vivid and memorable dream last night. In my dream, I was going to do a photo shoot and I wanted to have thousands of ladybugs in my photo, rising up above a fantasy wooded glade, so I went to this old man who, I was told, sold all types of bugs. The... Continue Reading →