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I think I might be getting it now.

So basically we say that the limit of X as it approaches A, is L. However it's not enough to just say this, we also need to be able to prove it to the gods of mathematics. To do this we make our case by creating two variables, Epsilon and Delta, which are defined by their distance from L and A respectively. Since L acts as a reference point in terms of A, we can use it to set Epsilon and Delta in the same... err, (my command of standard mathematical language is failing me here) logic space? Which allows us to equate the two together, and form a function of Delta which should hold true for any distance from A, within certain possible limitations of distance.

And I guess if it's not a true limit, it wouldn't work out then?

Yes, but how exactly does it prove that the range around y becomes arbitrarily small? I understand what it's supposed to do, but I'm not really understanding how it does it.

Ok, so I'm seriously struggling with getting a working comprehension of this stuff here.

Right now this book is asking me to prove a certain limit is true using the epsilon-delta definition of limits. I think I understand how to do this algebraically, but I really don't understand how this actually proves the limit to be true.

I feel like a moron...

It's what happens when you go to sleep thinking about limits, and memories, then you're wondering about the limits of memories, and somehow along the way this ends in you having a semi-lucid dream about conversing with your own brain on the subject of the limitations of your brain to store memories, and all possible memories your brain can store.

I was concerned that the more things I learned the more I would forget. My brain was basically trying to reassure me through showing me various memories I hadn't thought about in a long time, and telling me that these memories are never truly forgotten, they simply blur together with other memories. Since the same pathways used to store one memory will be used to store many other memories, they're all connected, and that the same way there's an infinite amount of numbers surrounding any one number, there's an effectively infinite amount of memories that can be stored in one person's head.

Not sure how true any of this really was, but it was a cool dream nonetheless.

Quote from: Naxza on September 12, 2013, 10:28:17 pm

I get the loneliness part, but in a different sense. By the end of the day, having friends can accentuate my loneliness as opposed to alleviating it. I know mine cannot be a singular, unique turmoil, but with whom can I share it? To whom can I relate my peculiar trains of thought, my odd motions and gait, my unpopular ideas? I'm left, as always, to nurse my feelings.

Stoicism sucks. So does melodrama. I just don't know any more.

THUMBS UP KINSPIRIT

I used to feel like this a lot, less so these days. I stopped feeling quite that bad about with the realisation that with someone willing to spend the time and effort listening to you long enough, and with the right words, you can really explain pretty much anything to anyone.
Of course some people will be easier to explain things to than others, and finding someone who wants to listen, and being able to find the words is often easier said than done. But still, it's something that's been reassuring to me.

Generally Morrowind had much more crazy abuse potential when it came to magic. But there were some things you could do in Oblivion that you couldn't in Morrowind.

One of my favourites was when I levelled alteration very high then created a water walking touch spell with an extremely long duration. Why? Well so I could cast it on my horse, then go on a scenic horse ride off the coast of Anvil of course!

Ladies and Gentlemen, Voyager I has left the building.

Knowing Vector's family, her grandmother probably made the bathmat herself... with her teeth.