No End to This

Published by Arun Isaac on

Tags: musing

One generation passes and another comes. And another… And another… Each more discontent with the ways of their fathers… For fathers and sons tend to work that way…

So much strife, so many dreams, so many aspirations… Each person with his own ideal sense of how the world should be… Each trying in his own way to realize them… Some obsessed with their pursuit, their dreams possessing them… And then they have the visions… Divine right is claimed… And suddenly, one man's ideas rage through minds like wild fire… They become the illuminated… Evil trembles in their wake… There is revolution and the long overdue golden age is finally at its dawn… A new era has begun… And so it is that finally the dreams of men have been realized, and at last men have attained their right to a life of peace and harmony. Or have they?

One generation passes and another comes. And another… And another… Each more discontent with the ways of their fathers… For fathers and sons tend to work that way… And once again are men at war…

Didn't you know, my friend? Didn't the equations tell you? Non-linear active components can never be put to rest… There is always the jitter…