The Impossibility Theorem

The Impossibility Theorem by John MacBeath Watkins I’m sitting on the edge of my world waiting for Columbus to come waiting for the seeker of some secret shore to cast me a line and draw me close once more. We were parallel lines born never to meet until we ran into each other on this Mobeus street. Now I with all my mind cannot divine the final Pi but the laws the numbers live by have long divided you and I. That world of liquid crystals has seen unreason in our sins and with a clashing of its symbols sought to bring its logic in. ‘I divorced old barren reason’ wise old Khayyam said and she showed up on our doorstep where her lonely logic led. At Pythagoras’ insistence she restored our perfect distance so I’m sitting on the edge of my world waiting for Columbus to come listening to the death of my words toppling off the tip of my tongue.