On Infinities

{}[A] line, or plane are infinite[: b]ecause a line represents an equation, that incorporates all numbers within it. So, X=Y is a line, that comprises all numbers in existence. Or x^2 is all the parabola that represents all the functions of x^2. So, a plane would be an infinite shape, taking up one infinitesimal part of a x/y/z graph, but incorporating all numbers within that two dimensional space, either in the i, negative or positive. So, it has to be bigger than a line. It must. Therefore, some infinities are larger than others. {}

The Plight of the Poor

A good child, loved by his mother,
Even the best child ever born,
She was so poor, she came to the tavern
With her fiance, and was ready to deliver.
The tax man was in town, and wanted
To get them recorded in the census.
The woman and her fiance
Were told, "You can't stay in here
"You don't have enough money
"But I see the woman's with child
"So here, I'll let you sleep out in the barn."
So, the child was born, and placed in a manger;
Three kings came from far, Eastern Magi
And gave him a little nugget of gold
And two bottles of Essential Oils.
And they leave all the same,
And the little child cries in the manger.
The tax man comes, and Mary signs
It, and so does Joseph, from Nazareth
And they just had their baby.

A New Adversary

I see my once robust faith
Moving back to teetotalism
And Medievalism, and Jew Baiting.
So, I took a thimble full of Rum
And three ice cubes, and sipped
To a slight inebriation
While I write this with no hat on.

How I am tempted to drink more,
Yet I resist. Christians, the same should you.

For its inebriation is an intoxication,
And not so pleasurable as you'd think.
And it calls us back to Medieval times
And the hatred, and the strife, and the malice
And the slander... and Adultery in the courts
And no time for love, but jousting and murderous spectacles.

So we drink this toxin into our body,
And I fight it by walking out into the cold
Seeing Goliath and David strive in the East.
The Dragon--a new Constellation--
There, with his red horn, joining the bout.
And the cold air stings my ears and cheeks
Yet I am not smitten by it,
As the wind gusts, but I am refreshed.
And I said in prayer to the Almighty,
"We have turned our back on God
"For we know not the seasons."

Ode of Old King Cole

Old King Cole, you're a merry old soul,
Your fiddlers twiddle-dee, and your snuff box
Is brought to you by children three;
They bring your bowls, they bring your box
For the little children are your servants
And all good children are your lot.
You rule over them in their little childish ways
Old King Cole is the King over Children
And only the good ones, so they're made gay.
Never have they sinned, and never have they been dark---
Old King Cole, you are their king, for that brief time so far
Away, in the back of my mind, I remember it a time
Of great gaiety, and Tall Tales and Legends and Happily Ended Fairy Stories.
Great Nursery Rhymes, and great feasts---
Old King Cole, you are the King I shall honor for my life.
For all children who have seen the reign of Old King Cole
Have a treasure of great happiness stored in their heart...
It is King Cole's Blessing, who was happy even without a wife.
Old King Cole, you were merry all your years,
And you reign over the good children, and fight back their fears.
You are a happy lot, given to the righteous children's souls...
You are that Merry Old, King Cole.

157

Why does a 157IQ have to change the world? Couldn’t they just do their work, and be happy? Like, write poetry, or find easy ways to explain basic math concepts?

The world doesn’t need changed. And when we tried to change it, it didn’t get any better.

On a Square with Side Lengths and Area = to 1

Way over my head. I'm just not very good at doing math. Basically, I just did a system of equation, and got this answer "y^2-1/2y+1=0". Not sure if that's a solution.

2x+2y=x*y

And then 2x+2y=1

And then

x=1/2-y

And then 2(1/2-y) + 2y =(1/2-y)*y

And then 1-2y+2y = 1/2y-y^2

And then 1=1/2y-y^2

And then -y^2 +1/2y-1=0

And then y^2-1/2y+1=0

Someone explain to me what I did wrong, if anything.

But it's not possible because it's an imaginary number or negative. You'd have to work in other dimensions to make a square like that, or work in negatives, so nothing in physical space can accomplish that.

Forever Young

They say the Millennial's Youthful Glean
Is made by good hydration... but it is not.
It is, actually, the programs we consumed
And the toys, and living in a perpetual state
Of childhood... where we filled our minds
With such chemicals that stunted our growth.
Good or bad, the same thing has happened
Before, in older civilizations, such as Rome.
When hedonism touches the child, their
Chemicals cause them to slowly mature
And the brain chemistry works within them
A youthful figure, so they grow to be forever young.

The Child

The gay child publically defames a good man
For making a "Nazi Salute" when it was only
An Innocent Wave. I consider it wrong, yet 
Understandable... we're all so zealous to defeat
A spectre that is haunting our society; Trump
I don't believe is a Nazi, but some of his followers
They certainly are. Which he's whistled at.
Racism is a machine, turning a once humble
And integrated society back to the days of rioting
And war... but that's half Obama's fault
For reopening the wound to begin with;
Now, every black man who is shot by police
Is a city burned and every innocent wave
Is a Nazi Salute... understand also, girls
Wanted their cleavage to show, and were outraged---
Little 16 year old girls--that their schools prevented
Them from looking like sluts to the entire class
All eighty of them... I looked through my Yearbook
And saw only two sets of cleavage. And only one
Was actually flagrant. Not eighty. This world
Being created is not a good world, and maybe
We need Old King Cole to rule over our children
Once again, so they are touched by the innocence
Of the childlike splendor, and the Tall Tales, Christ
And Nursery Rhymes and Fairy Tales with Happy Endings.
Maybe they need that world, so they know this one is not better.
With Elvis, the A Team and their first musical experience
Is Journey's Separate ways. They need something more
Than Gangster Rap, Lust and Money to be associated 
With what is good. They need to see it, and know it
So they can know, once and for all, what is good from bad.