# Pi Is Awesome, You Should Have Some

I’m far from good at math, but Pi has always been something I hold dear to my heart.  Knowing Pi as the DNA of a circle, I know any circle’s circumference divides by its diameter would result in 3.14.  This means the code for a circle is Pi, because without having a pie you would not get a circle.  Thus, eating up your pie, yeah?  Anyhow, Pi is also mysterious in a way that it would go on forever.  This means, if you have a Pi, you would never be able to finish it.

To be accurate, Pi is not only 3.14, but it’s also 3.14159, 3.1415926535, 3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841971, and it would go on forever.  Don’t ask me why it is like this, because I’m not a mathematician.  Thankfully, we got mathematicians to tell us that Pi is an irrational number, thus it would string on forever without a known permanent pattern.  By without a known permanent pattern, it means that you don’t have a pattern of a Pi yet unless you can finish eating it.  Nonetheless, as of now, nobody knows how Pi would be completely eaten.  Thus, it’s irrational!

Since I’m not a mathematician, I like to think of Pi in a philosophical manner.  Not even sure what this means, but here is my philosophical dictation of Pi.  Imagine you take a pen or a pencil, and then you just draw one circle over and over again, into the infinity.  I call this Pi.  Furthermore, you can also draw another circle within a circle into the infinity, and I also call this Pi.  Perhaps, religiously, Pi is the meaning of reincarnation.  If someone said there is no such thing as reincarnation, maybe you could have a pie!

I also like to think Pi as a code or one of the codes of the God universe!  I imagine a universe we live in does have a border.  This universe’s border is similar to earth’s border, because there would be another universe right outside of this universe’s border.  Nonetheless, the God universe does not have a border, because it would encompass all universes within it.  The God universe would go on forever just like Pi.  So, at least whenever you eat a pie, you can imagine that you eat the God universe.  Can you finish it?

When looking at Pi this way, I wonder how much smaller an atom can be divided?  Scientists have a name for matters that are smaller than the smallest subatomic particles.  What are subatomic particles?  Think these subatomic particles as the particles that you had learned in high school, and these are proton, neutron, and so on.  Nonetheless, scientists call known smallest matters that are the building block for known subatomic particles as elementary particles.  An example of known elementary particles is Quark.  Since scientists like to call these elementary particles as the building block particles that cannot be divided further, it makes me wonder what elementary particles that would make up as the building block for the known elementary particles such as Quark.  Have a pie?

Pi/pie is awesome!  Not the kind of pie that you could ever finish in a meal, but the kind of Pi that you would never be able to eat it all.

# Believing A Religion With Cultist Idealism Is Stupid And Outdated!

I’m not an expert on any religion, and I’m, myself sometimes, swaying within the wind in choosing the one religion as my only faith.  Nonetheless, in my opinion many religions promote brainwashed idealism in the twenty-first century are stupid!  How come?  As science makes advancements, humanity becomes evermore progressive in intelligence and social morals, us humans can reach and touch places that could only be dreamt in the pasts.  For an example, the future is all about space exploration.  When space exploration is possible, stars and planets that represent gods are merely just stars and planets.  Perhaps, those stars and planets will be colonized by us all!

Nowadays, I’m seeing religious people who wage their stupid holy war as the ones who do not accept the future!  Holy war is a relic of the pasts.  In the past, science wasn’t all that active, and so we all thought the earth was flat and the center of the universe.  How wrong were we, right?  Even a blind and ignorant person nowadays can just play a science audio or video on the Internet that explains the inner working of the universe in details.  We know we are not all-knowing about the inner working of our universe, but we know we got many things right!  How ignorant can one be to believe in whichever religion that promotes wars and killings?  Such a religion is more of a work of fiction and cult!  Any religion is to be considered a religion in my mind is not capable of promoting war and killing!

I think a religion is to last for centuries to come, it needs to be progressive and open mind. If a religion is to last just as science and technology will last for centuries to come, a religion must accept that humanity is always going to be progressive.  By this I meant such a religion must morph and change with time.  As science undoubtedly discovers more advancements as time progresses, a religion needs to develop into less of idolatry and superstition and more into teaching moralities.  A religion needs to hone a human’s goodness and not otherwise.  In the end, I think a religion needs to become a teacher and not a killer!  If a religion is to last, it needs to be a great teacher.  A teacher who can teach peace and promote the end of all killings!

# Alice Would Know?

Just another essay I had written on the question of life and death.  Enjoy!!!

Dark, uncomfortable thought entered my mind.  It was not earth shattering thought, or the end of the world kind of thought.  Nor it was personal or a cry out for help of sort at all.  Nonetheless, it was a thought of being just another human being.  I bet at least once in our lifetime that most of us have thought of death.  Yes, this word, death, isn’t everyone’s favorite word.  It’s a mother of all disgusted kind of words since who would want to leave life for death unless one is very troubled within.  Nonetheless, since the dawn of human time, who had ever escaped death?  Sure, there were legends that some beings had escaped death through various means; resurrection as one example of such means… but really?  Instead of believing a fairy tale, we know very well that if we aren’t the stuffs of a legend we are sure to have an expired date for each and everyone of us.  The expired dates for all of us won’t be the same, but nonetheless they are ticking down regardless… till time will really run out and that’s that for us being a human.  It’s not like time will run out for the world, but time sure will run out for each of us as our specific expired date counts toward that expiration.  An expiration of being a human, and what comes after would be death.  A cold corpse that lies underneath the soil, rotten away as the bugs gnaw at the corpse’s once precious, silky, smooth skin.  Everything would be rotten in the end.

I know not how a story would end for you or me.  Nonetheless, I do know that all of our stories would have an ending.  It’s unavoidable that there was preordained end to a story of being me or you, but how such a preordained ending would turn out is not something you and I would know unless you or I — are/am is arrogantly enough to think writing our own story is just a trivial task.  Not to belittle your arrogant spirit or my own, the truth is that writing one’s own story is easy to be said than done.  Just for an example, one would thought that one could carry out a morning routine as planned, but there would always be something that would slightly steer a morning routine off course.  Only the lucky fews could be arrogantly guessed right how their story would unfold till the very end.  Would that be fun for such lucky fews?  I do not know, but would you want to know how your story would unfold to the very end?

Some people’s endings could be laughable with laughters, not to mock but to reminisce the good old time.  Some people’s endings were meant to be celebrated in silence for they were respectable ones who had lived among us.  Some people’s endings were so terrible that their endings deserved to be forgotten forever and never to be spoken again from anyone’s tongue, but such endings could never be forgotten since they were too terrible to be locked away.  How Hitler had killed himself on his last day, well at least that was what I had learned of his ending, deserved to be retold, again and again, as a lesson for newer generations to learn that being ruthless dictatorship might deserve a very bad ending.

I do not know how yours or mine would unfold, but I do know each of us will have an ending to be told.  How do you like your to be told?  How do I like mine to be told?  To be honest, I like to imagine my own ending will be a joyous, respectable, and glorious one, but as the story goes, one can never know where the rabbit hole ends or how deep it is… one just has to go through it to know what lays at the end.  Alice would know?