A few things happened after yesterdays Newtonmas Card photoshoot.
So there I was, down the bottom of the cliff while Spitfire went off to jump out of her cake. HA!, so she says, I'll catch up with her in a short while.
Newton was not the first of the age of reason. He was the last of the
magicians, the last of the Babylonians and Sumerians ... Isaac Newton, a
posthumous child born with no father on Christmas Day, 1642, was the
last wonder child to whom the Magi could do sincere and appropriate
homage... Why do I call him a magician? Because he looked on the whole
universe and all that is in it as a riddle, as a secret which
could be read by applying pure thought to certain evidence, certain
mystic clues which God had laid about the world to allow a sort of
philosopher's treasure hunt to the esoteric brotherhood... He regarded
the Universe as a cryptogram set by the Almighty—just as he himself
wrapt the discovery of the calculus in a cryptogram when he communicated
with Leibniz. By pure thought, by concentration of mind, the riddle, he
believed, would be revealed to the initiate.
— John Maynard Keynes
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