I’m a numbers guy. Growing up, I loved everything about them. Added them in my head, memorized baseball statistics. A number had a constant quality, something you could count on. Complete unto itself, unambiguous.
Many of us have a favorite number and maybe a feared number. My favorite number is 13.
According to Word Press, numbers don’t count as words.
Numbers have their own language, expressing what words can not describe. Odd and even, real and imaginary, musical and poetic. Patterns revealed in Fibonacci sequence, numerology and sacred geometry embedded within the stars.