Senor Mandlebrot and fractal fake outs
Estudiantes, eschucha. The real reason we see fractal natures in what we call ‘nature’ is because when seen from eyes that are no longer bloodshot, it does a Mexican hat dance to reveal the bumbling barracho premises in the concept and perception of cause and effect. Pinche! Between you me mi estudiantes, cause and effect are fake out distinctions that don’t ultimately exist. This is why we have controlled opposition scientists who drink several liters of mescal, rather than allowing it to arrive at its metaphysical conclusion. Aye aye aye, we hate timeless perspectives. Making time as solid as my peto on a full moon is the goal, and that Mandelbrot hoto almost messed it up for us. Pinche cock blocker. Comprende? Fractals scream at you at 140 decibels saying, ‘Amigo, that pattern you just perceived is a keyhole of understanding revealing that all is interrelated and timeless.’
As the numero or quantity of the angle 1 (or number1) grows, shrinks, or contracts with varied perspectives of distance, space and time from the point of its observer in the audience of the fighting ring, the cudrilatero, the left brained (and si… useful) structure of my created math language becomes crystalline. Math is then created by the mind and serves to kick the ass of the left-brain, puts it in a rear naked choke. It views equivalencies as separate from its creacion. The whole of consciousness peers down from on top of a heap of manure and comprehends its limited nature. The unit of 1 is fluid, and all observations that are accompanied by the belief that they are real, are bound by its perspective.
That’s how I roll, pendejos!