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Summer Thinsp0!!

~all pics from pinterest~

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How do you find the proof for an impossible math problem?

The Collatz Conjecture. The addition of a +1 in the odd number stage intrinsically alters the number, hence why you cannot 'track' the conjecture backwards. 1x2 is 2, 2x2 is 4, 4x2 is 8, 8x2 is 16, that much we can track without a doubt, but once you hit 16, was it (5x3+1) that got you there, or (32÷2)? (5) Is odd, and (32) is even. Not only do all the numbers lead to 1 eventually, they all must lead to 16 first. And considering that the conjecture only uses whole numbers, all numbers must be brought to either (5) or (32) to complete the conjecture. From there, we can say that (5) was derived from (10), as there are no other whole numbers that can be used within the rules to bring the number (5). We can also say that (32) came from (64) for the same reason. (10) can come either from (3x3+1), or (20÷2), where x=3, 20. (64) Came from either (21) or (128), same reasonings.

We could follow the conjecture backwards all day, until we have all numbers under 100, 1000, 10000000 listed, and they are all possible candidates for completing the conjecture. If all whole numbers can be even or odd, and all whole numbers can be multiplied, divided, or added into other whole numbers, there is no whole number that cannot be considered complete within the Collatz Conjecture.

This is my reasoning. No idea how to turn that into a proof, though

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The Pacific Ocean is huge.

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I thought I could at least get my clothes back

From where they were scattered all over your floor

You told me you still have them

But you won't give them up

Because you won't talk to me now

And I don't know what I did

You threw me to the side so easily

My clothes are probably kicked into the corner

But you won't give them back

And you won't give my heart back

If we had nothing left of the other, would it be too real for you?

You can never let me go completely

Even though you're the one to push me away

Will I someday give up on getting my clothes back?

Or my heart?

I may be stuck having to give up on you without getting all of me back

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You said when you turned 26 you'd stop doing crazy things. You wanted to calm down and settle into your life.

Is that why you stopped talking to me the next day? Am I something crazy you can do and then drop? Even after seven years?

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You never told me when you started loving me

But I could tell the second it happened

And years down the line, when the words came out, you asked if I loved you too

You never told me when you stopped loving me

But I could tell the second it happened

For a while you pretended

And I clung to it like a lifeline

And then you disappeared

And a couple weeks later you were posting pictures online with your new girlfriend

You never told me when you started loving her

But I could tell the second it happened

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just girly things pt.2

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"I want to be as beautiful as the ocean"

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Love her

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Dead is dead. Once something is gone, it's gone. You can retrace your steps three times and ask 'how?', and 'why?' but there will be no answer.

Gone is gone. They won't come back. They can't hear your questions.

What is more permanent than a permanent marker? What stains the soul in a color only you can see? What is the 1% of you that is vulnerable, that you will never find armor to defend?

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Every evening I sit at my porch to have tea,

I sit with the people I lost,

And we talk,

Sometimes I cry as they watch me with sad eyes,

Sometimes I laugh and they crack a smile,

Sometimes I curse them for leaving without goodbye,

I sit for tea with the ghosts,

I call it tea with grief.

-Sonali Bind

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Every evening I sit at my porch to have tea,

I sit with the people I lost,

And we talk,

Sometimes I cry as they watch me with sad eyes,

Sometimes I laugh and they crack a smile,

Sometimes I curse them for leaving without goodbye,

I sit for tea with the ghosts,

I call it tea with grief.

-Sonali Bind

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Is there another life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be, we cannot be created for this sort of suffering.

- John Keats

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