Equations describe the predictable. And the quantifiable.
Between the symbols of equations lie human interactions.
Hope. Fear. Love. Embarrassment. Desire. Regret.
The rhythm in the equation has an echo.
It’s the human heartbeat between the variables.
The equation has structure.
It wants the World to conform to a nice, tight, predictable package of outputs.
Real life exists alongside the equation. Not separately. But adjacent.
Equations aren’t about excitement. Flirting. Fun. Adrenaline.
That’s reserved for the people who write them.