WHY YOU ARE A PRIME NUMBER
The pleasure of primes:
pleasure of mystery.
They return to the primal,
not composite, composed,
are fundamental shape
not squares,
rectangles,
triangles,
cubes,
whatever.
Every now and then
in the sequence of things,
the prime, unbidden, unanticipated,
no formula for it.
We know that there are infinitely many of them:
if there is a greatest prime P
multiply all primes together and add one;
call it X;
X is greater than P
and no primes divide X
so there is a greater prime than P.
The primal.
The composite. The composed. Composed of primes.
The prime. The fundament. The valuable. The original.
O she is prime. I am composed of her.
The primes are what is left when the patterned is removed.
Primes are generated in the normal course of living.
Nothing special is required to generate the special.
It inheres in the generation of things.
They are the ground
of number's figure,
what is left
after the patterned/composed
is acknowledged.
2500 years later,
after the most acute minds
have all had a go at the old riddles,
many of them remain unsolved.
Are there infinitely many twin primes?
Like three and five,
eleven and thirteen,
seventeen and nineteen…
No one knows.
Primes and pattern.
Primes and no pattern.
Secret, elusive pattern.
Leibniz noted p prime <=>
(p-1)! congruent -1 mod p
but that is not enough, apparently,
even to determine whether
there are infinitely many twin primes
like 3,5 and 11,13 or 17,19.
Nor are there any good formulas
that produce only primes like 2n
produces only even numbers or 3n
produces only odd numbers.
But what is this doing in a poem?
I'm trying to figure that out,
whether there are several twin poems
that can allow a place for such talk.
If there is a last one…
There will be a last one for me.
When I did math seriously,
spending days or weeks or months
working on a problem, the satisfaction
of solving it was not simply the
pleasure of finishing well,
was more
like water,
the feel of it on the body,
and after you surface,
leave the water,
shivering and memory.
Sometimes when you write/create
well enough, you get the hum,
it isn't
so much the pride of having done it
as something else, the hum,
you're free and easy for a while,
did your job on earth.
That's the feeling I'd get sometimes
during and after solving an enigmatic
math problem.
Not just the protestant work ethic hum
but having your finger in the socket.
The pleasure of primes
is the pleasure of mystery.
As in the face behind the day,
intent of darkness,
all we cannot understand
but are fascinated by.
Not pattern undetermined
but the unpatterned,
what's left,
the fundamentals.
ja
http://vispo.com
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— Jim Andrews <[email protected]> wrote:
> WHY YOU ARE A PRIME NUMBER
>
> The pleasure of primes:
> pleasure of mystery.
>
> They return to the primal,
> not composite, composed,
> are fundamental shape
> not squares,
> rectangles,
> triangles,
> cubes,
> whatever.
>
> Every now and then
> in the sequence of things,
> the prime, unbidden, unanticipated,
> no formula for it.
>
> We know that there are infinitely many of them:
> if there is a greatest prime P
> multiply all primes together and add one;
> call it X;
> X is greater than P
> and no primes divide X
> so there is a greater prime than P.
>
> The primal.
>
> The composite. The composed. Composed of primes.
>
> The prime. The fundament. The valuable. The
> original.
>
> O she is prime. I am composed of her.
>
> The primes are what is left when the patterned is
> removed.
>
> Primes are generated in the normal course of living.
> Nothing special is required to generate the special.
> It inheres in the generation of things.
>
> They are the ground
> of number's figure,
> what is left
> after the patterned/composed
> is acknowledged.
>
> 2500 years later,
> after the most acute minds
> have all had a go at the old riddles,
> many of them remain unsolved.
>
> Are there infinitely many twin primes?
> Like three and five,
> eleven and thirteen,
> seventeen and nineteen…
>
> No one knows.
>
> Primes and pattern.
> Primes and no pattern.
> Secret, elusive pattern.
> Leibniz noted p prime <=>
> (p-1)! congruent -1 mod p
> but that is not enough, apparently,
> even to determine whether
> there are infinitely many twin primes
> like 3,5 and 11,13 or 17,19.
> Nor are there any good formulas
> that produce only primes like 2n
> produces only even numbers or 3n
> produces only odd numbers.
>
> But what is this doing in a poem?
> I'm trying to figure that out,
> whether there are several twin poems
> that can allow a place for such talk.
>
> If there is a last one…
>
> There will be a last one for me.
>
> When I did math seriously,
> spending days or weeks or months
> working on a problem, the satisfaction
> of solving it was not simply the
> pleasure of finishing well,
> was more
> like water,
> the feel of it on the body,
> and after you surface,
> leave the water,
> shivering and memory.
>
> Sometimes when you write/create
> well enough, you get the hum,
> it isn't
> so much the pride of having done it
> as something else, the hum,
> you're free and easy for a while,
> did your job on earth.
>
> That's the feeling I'd get sometimes
> during and after solving an enigmatic
> math problem.
>
> Not just the protestant work ethic hum
> but having your finger in the socket.
>
> The pleasure of primes
> is the pleasure of mystery.
> As in the face behind the day,
> intent of darkness,
> all we cannot understand
> but are fascinated by.
> Not pattern undetermined
> but the unpatterned,
> what's left,
> the fundamentals.
>
> ja
> http://vispo.com
>
>
>
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