The Beauty Of What I Happened By

Self-similarity Is A Dull Subject Because You Are Used To Very Familiar Shapes. But That Is Not The Case. Now Many Shapes Which Are Self-similar Again, The Same Seen From Close By And Far Away, And Which Are Far From Being Straight Or Plane Or Solid.

Although Computer Memory Is No Longer Expensive, There's Always A Finite Size Buffer Somewhere. When A Big Piece Of News Arrives, Everybody Sends A Message To Everybody Else, And The Buffer Fills

The Existence Of These Patterns [fractals] Challenges Us To Study Forms That Euclid Leaves Aside As Being Formless, To Investigate The Morphology Of The Amorphous. Mathematicians Have Disdained This Challenge, However, And Have Increasingly Chosen To Flee From Nature By Devising Theories Unrelated To Anything We Can See Or Feel.

The Rare Scholars Who Are Nomads-by-choice Are Essential To The Intellectual Welfare Of The Settled Disciplines.

My Life Has Been Extremely Complicated. Not By Choice At The Beginning At All, But Later On, I Had Become Used To Complication And Went On Accepting Things That Other People Would Have Found Too Difficult To Accept.