A Poem of a History of  Mathematics - by Zim Olson  ,  12-13-2009   5 PM



This Story, Maybe to no one be the Glory.....

On the contrary, sort of Evolutionary.

Given more justice by a singing Canary!  This enigmatic diary.


First, sequentially speaking, of course.

There was Quantity, and then Quality.

And they did not exist in harmony or discourse.



What came second, may simply be a matter of,

Who does the counting, and who counts what!

Counting can be a matter of perspective,

no matter if your a good or bad mathematical detective.


A mathematical lens ,

past, present and future tense.

in some combination,   no destination.


Gives rise, to a sequence in disguise,

presenting us with an undefined surprise.



Count Quantity as if you were free.

And then Count Quality for what reasons you will see.


Apply by some sequence of Time,

Any sequence could do,

until you reach some end, and are deemed quite thru.



So, you say. We still don't know any Mathematical History?



We see sequential reasons arise, again much to our surprise!

Of importance of all their quantitative size.


This process goes on.

As if we were some mathematical Don.



The sea shell of mathematical complexity,

although of some lack of dexterity,

His state of knowledge, questionable to some,

May lack some sum, that today's mathematician gives a downward thumb.



Mathematics in non life does not constitute,

Math. resolute,

Just the same, Math. Knowledge sane, remains,

in Math States of Quantitative and Qualitative functionality,

Systems not destitute, the math impact is of non refute.

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