Pi is an infinite, non-repeating decimal — meaning that every possible number combination exists somewhere in pi. Converted into ASCII text [computer representation], somewhere in that infinite string of digits is the name of every person you will ever love; the date, time and manner of your death; and the answers to all the great questions of the universe. Converted into a bitmap [computer image], somewhere in that infinite string of digits is a pixel-perfect representation of the first thing you saw on this earth; the last thing you will see before your life leaves you; and all the moments, momentous and mundane, that will occur between these two points.
All the information that has ever existed or will ever exist, the DNA of every being in the universe.
EVERYTHING: all contained in the ratio of a circumference and a diameter.
The thought that the answers to the Universe lay within a string of numbers is absolutely intriguing. It may not be a proven fact, still Pi is arguably the most alluring and mystifying of all mathematical constants.
3.1415926535897932384626433832795023841971693999751…(and so on and so forth)
I don’t know if it’s just because the Pi symbol is my initials backwards or if it’s because of its seemingly mystical powers, but memorizing it has become almost an obsession to me. A poster hangs above my computer and when I feel frazzled and unfocused it becomes my mantra to present me. I can recite by memory up to the 17th (UPDATE 2017:26) digit…it’s to the tune of the alphabet song, but it centers me and brings me peace.
It may not hold the answers to all unanswered questions, but it certainly is a cool to think that maybe all knowledge is held in this ratio of a circumference and diameter. Or maybe I’m just a crazy lady walking around singing 26 digits of Pi to the alphabet song. Whatever the case we’re having fun and that’s really all that matters.