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Complex Numbers
Complex Numbers
A complex number is expressed in the standard form a + bi, where a and b are real numbers and i is defined by i^2 = -1 (that is, i is the square root of -1). For example, 3 + 2i is a complex number.
The bi term is often referred to as an imaginary number (though this may be misleading, as it is no more "imaginary" than the symbolic abstractions we know as the "real" numbers). Thus, every complex number has a real part, a, and an imaginary part, bi.
Complex numbers are often represented on a graph known as the "complex plane," where the horizontal axis represents the infinity of real numbers, and the vertical axis represents the infinity of imaginary numbers. Thus, each complex number has a unique representation on the complex plane: some closer to real; others, more imaginary. If a = b, the number is equal parts real and imaginary.
Very simple transformations applied to numbers in the complex plane can lead to fractal structures of enormous intricacy and astonishing beauty.
September 10, 2008 at 10:33pm September 10, 2008 at 10:33pm
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Tomorrow, September 11, has a few negative connotations.
Well, I'm negative enough already. So, in an effort to a)celebrate my 4th Writing.com Birthday b)Let myself get cheered up and c)give away my vast surplus of Gift Points, I hereby declare:
September 11, 2008
is
Waltz is Great Day
Here's how to play:
1. Write in your blog tomorrow, September 11, 2008 (WDC time)
2. In your blog entry, tell the world how great I am.
3. Try not to be TOO sarcastic, ironic, or satirical. I can tell.
4. Link to your entry in a comment to this blog post.
5. If I look with pleasure upon your blog entry, I will give you 10,000 GPs
6. My favorite blog entry telling the world how great I am will earn the blogger a Merit Badge
7. If I'm feeling especially generous, I might even give out an Awardicon.
8. All awards will be given out after 9/11/08 is over and I've had a chance to read all the entries.
Yeah, if I have to bribe people to make myself feel better, so be it.
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September 10, 2008 at 8:28pm September 10, 2008 at 8:28pm
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This entry contains some depressing shit, so skip it if you're looking for humor or uplifting shit. Well, not that I'd ever put uplifting shit in here, but whatever.
Tomorrow I'll have some good things to say. But not today.
It's been nearly a week, now, since the steroid shot that was supposed to magically help my back. Naturally, it has not done any such thing. In fact, things are worse now than they were before the shot - which, frankly, I didn't think was possible, thus proving once more the benefits of being a pessimist: at least I don't have to add disappointment to my list of woes.
That doesn't stop me from being angry about it.
No, actually, I'm not angry. I don't have the energy to be angry.
It's worst when I get up, either in the morning or from one of my ever-lengthening naps. And I'll lie there in bed, wondering why I should get up and subject myself to the agony?
I've never been that way before. Usually, I have a reason to get up. Maybe I'm hungry. Maybe I get to see my wife. Maybe I feel the obligation to go to work and try to make money (increasingly difficult as well). Maybe I want to write, or play a video game, but the point is, I've always had a reason to get up.
These days it's harder and harder to find such a reason.
Everything is difficult, now. All my activities (such as they are) are circumscribed by whether or not they'll cause pain, and, usually, they do. So I don't want to do them. I'm tired of things being difficult. They say you don't appreciate what you get too easily, but I call bullshit: I just don't have the energy to appreciate anything that isn't dead easy right now.
I'd rather just stay in bed.
Today would have been my father's 91st birthday, and I know what he would have said: "Shut up and go hoe the garden."
Sorry, Dad, I guess I'll be disappointing you too.
I just want to stay in bed and forget everything else. |
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