Frank wrote on Sep 11
th, 2022 at 7:06pm:
I did not expect that studying a childhood discipline would lead me to wonder about divine matters, but the possibility of a divine entity is threaded throughout mathematics, which, in its essence, so far as I can tell, is a mystical pursuit, an attempt to claim territory and define objects seen only in the minds of people doing mathematics. Why do I care about abstract possibilities and especially about God, when I have no idea what such a thing might be? A concept? An actual entity? Something hidden but accessible, or forever out of reach? Something once present and now gone? Something that ancient people appear to have experienced at close hand?
https://www.newyorker.com/culture/culture-desk/how-mathematics-changed-me In this case, if you substitute the values given into the original equations, blind Freddy can see that the solution is valid. It’s about as mystical as a lump of cheese.
However, I think along the same lines as the quotation (apart from the claiming territory crap) and I agree that there is a spark of the divine in mathematics. In a basic sense, that “divine” equates with intelligent life. Whether you actually call it divine or otherwise is not really relevant. As soon as you define something with a word, the word itself changes the nature of that something:
If you represent existence with a totally calm, totally clear pond and you throw a small pebble into that pond, you create ripples which make the pond easier to discern, but changes the nature of the pond. That pebble is the word and the person who threw it, the observer.
Going further, the universe has an innately complex mathematical foundation. Is it a “divine” foundation? Whatever you call it, it’s beautiful and awe inspiring.
( and yes, I get up early. It’s part of growing old)