“is a equal to a and is Calculus the devil?”

This is the story of an "a". There would be at least one big heartbreak for the characters yet to come, even if they do not know it yet.

It all started with those old Greek philosophers. No names are in order; we know who they are. For those about to be further interested in those old guys, I'd suggest visiting the Athens School.

One of those old guys claimed, perhaps shouted: "LET THERE BE EQUALITY." Alas, our physical world was not the possible milieu for such mad thoughts. Some others who realized this impossibility, that nothing would ever be equal in our physical world, could not stomach it. They claimed, "a is equal to a". The hero of our story, namely "a", believed them.

Thus, our hero "a" found the first other a that it should find, and announced: "We can be equals, let us be!" Since our hetero-normative way of thinking will lead us astray any-ways, there would be no harm in assuming one is a man and the other is a woman.

It is no secret, "a" who announced the said equality would be a man. He assumed the first other a as a woman. They got married. Our old philosophers saw this miracle, the marriage of 'a's, and wrote down the following: "a=a". There might occur some speculation as to what that "=" means, but simply, it is just a bond.

As fate would have it, they lived one crazy life ever after. It does not matter for the sake of our story which "a" it was, but one of them got bored. The bored one said: "I'm bored. I'll go for a walk in the jungle." The other a seemed unfazed. "Sure", she said.

During the promenade, "a" saw a creature that his eyes could not believe the rigor of. It was "1". Our hero did not, at least not at first sight, understand the meaning of this encounter. He couldn't help but behold this wild creature.

"a" did not come-back that night. The other day, at dawn, his beloved saw his husband at their house's doorstep. He had changed so incredibly much that she did not know who that man was, at least not at first glance.

Our hero “a” was now one "1". He explained, calmly, what happened: "I saw a creature of unfathomable beauty in the forest. It seemed untamable. But I, of course, tamed it. To do that, I had to prove that I was a friend. I knew we looked different, but at my heart I just knew that we also were equals. Forgive me, but I bonded with it."

At this point, even the old philosophers were in shock against such bending of nature. They, with shaking hands, wrote down the inexplicable equality: "a=1".

The details of it are of minute value, but the night when the new bond occurred, "a" turned into "1". Thus, when our lady saw "1" that dawn, it took a great deal of explaining from "1"s side to convince his wife that it was still him, his 'loyal' husband. Even Zeus was shocked!

Though, ladies have their way of knowing things. She knew the unforgivable thing his husband did with that 1. "Alright", she said, "I'll take a walk too."

Our hero knew, our lady knew, but the "new equality" our old philosophers had been anticipating was on its way.

Our lady walked in the forest and came back as "1". "Well," our hero said, "let us re-bond now. I don’t mind what you did. I still love you." Our lovers’ house was still a lovers’ house, only with a twist.

Yes, it was foretold: "1=1". It seemed as if it was one new marriage, but in truth, it was the same.

Some time-bending, and we arrived at Calculus, the devil. Oh, it was strong. It made us do unspeakable things, mostly you-know-what. Some people, the children of the heroes who slaughtered dragons and travelled all around the world, fought against the Devil. But the devil had already spread, the all-mighty students who conquered it were faced against the devil’s child: “Calculus II”.

Still, it was written in those old guys’ playbooks. They knew the devil would be conquered, but its child would prevail.

In our modern world, the devil is spread so thin that modern man cannot help but utilize devil’s children: the skyscrapers, the tanks, the rockets, the “what-evers”.

New questions have arisen: Should the criminal children be deemed criminal because of their ancestor? Who is their ancestor’s, namely the Devil’s, ancestor?

Everybody seems to let other people handle these tough questions, even though everybody knows the answer in their heart. Some other old guys claimed the reason for this “letting them handle” stuff was due to the losing of touch with our souls, with our Mother Nature. I beg to agree with them. Though the term “Mother Nature” might read very “Oedipal”, it is one single fact.

Who are we to believe? The old philosophers, the older guys, or “the” oldest guy? I cannot help, but tell you this: that old guy does not forget his lover, namely our Earth. The ones who forget? I guess they are nothing more than what we call fools. The ones who forgive? They might be dubbed the losers. And the winner? Indeed, the winner takes it all.

If we were to further assume that there is a winner taking-it-all, what would happen? Would everybody else be left broken-hearted? This time, I beg to disagree. This is the Logostique conclusion that would follow, not the Erostique one. Wayfarer, be aware. You must understand the logical conclusions and let them be gone in the light of love. If this makes you a fool, a stranger, a melancholic, a mad eye, a witch, let it be. Live, and let live. If yours is the rock and roll, roll around, and find a new rock to roll. For she knows, everything that glitters is gold. And do not be sad, bad, nor mad, if she is buying that stairway. Try and meet her where the road ends.