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thoughts on this, as a math enjoyer who also happens to write magic systems?

this is because math and applied math (physics) really is the language of the universe and all its vast secrets within and in any fair world this would let me shoot fireballs. unfortunately for all us math and physics people the true magic of this world is actually chemistry, which is the physical manifestation of all that beautiful math and physics hitting the primordial soup of quarks and gluons and is Hot Bullshit as soon as you start trying to analyze it too close. the real wizards are those guys synthesizing fulminating silver in their backyard

ok one more physics post. i'm still thinking about my TA saying all physics is about finding the best possible approximation of the universe because it's genuinely the most beautiful thing i can imagine? like of course we are never going to comprehend it fully or be able to account for every nook and cranny but we're so in love with it that we need to understand. in the best way possible. anyway

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