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Philosopher_k
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Hey guys. I am a final year high school student and have lately been researching a career in Mathematics/Theoretical physics. Most recently i have come to the conclusion that:
1. I am not as gifted in mathematics as i thought
2. I do not enjoy PURE mathematics as much as i once believed i did.
I had this view that mathematicians sat around and had massive eureka moments (like Archimedes), solving problems such as fermats last theorem, or Poincare’s conjecture with flashes of genius. Yet when i look at the actual proofs just noted, i am struck by just how different my perceptions are. For example Wiles' proof is something like 150 pages long and filled with long definition/lemma/proof style formatting. It isn't that the ideas are not clever of right, its just that in the end i don't really care that much about ricci flow or modular forms as much as i thought i would. A modular form is not some abstract idea that exists wether we care or not, it is a definition which we have formed so as to define more objects. Disagree all you want, i have come to disagree with even plato.
With my love of mathematics corrupted i quickly turned to theoretical physics. After all what could be cooler than discovering a theory about dimensions, tiny strings, other universes or time itself. So once again i began to research the field of mathematical/theoretical physics, only to find that once again i was misled. The field was all about Gauges, Metric spaces and Eigenvectors, whatsmore the questions were not as philosophical as i enjoyed, no answers to the mystery’s of time or how the universe came into being, more about how abstract mathematics was perceived to fit in with reality.
For years i have read popsci books by hawking, Kaku and greene, speaking about the exact things i love. Yet why is the practice of theoretical physics so different to these ideals? What is wrong with me? did i miss some gene which stops me loving mathematics as much as Edward Witten or Stephen Hawking? Does it just not click in my head? Or do i just need more training in mathematics and physics before i see the true beauty beneath the surface?
I have tried to find this beauty but so far, no matter which college book i read, there is nothing like the excitement i felt when reading a brief history of time.
Are the days of Einstein gone? Did the ever exist in the first place? I am so damn confused!
If i am right, then what the hell do i do with my life?
1. I am not as gifted in mathematics as i thought
2. I do not enjoy PURE mathematics as much as i once believed i did.
I had this view that mathematicians sat around and had massive eureka moments (like Archimedes), solving problems such as fermats last theorem, or Poincare’s conjecture with flashes of genius. Yet when i look at the actual proofs just noted, i am struck by just how different my perceptions are. For example Wiles' proof is something like 150 pages long and filled with long definition/lemma/proof style formatting. It isn't that the ideas are not clever of right, its just that in the end i don't really care that much about ricci flow or modular forms as much as i thought i would. A modular form is not some abstract idea that exists wether we care or not, it is a definition which we have formed so as to define more objects. Disagree all you want, i have come to disagree with even plato.
With my love of mathematics corrupted i quickly turned to theoretical physics. After all what could be cooler than discovering a theory about dimensions, tiny strings, other universes or time itself. So once again i began to research the field of mathematical/theoretical physics, only to find that once again i was misled. The field was all about Gauges, Metric spaces and Eigenvectors, whatsmore the questions were not as philosophical as i enjoyed, no answers to the mystery’s of time or how the universe came into being, more about how abstract mathematics was perceived to fit in with reality.
For years i have read popsci books by hawking, Kaku and greene, speaking about the exact things i love. Yet why is the practice of theoretical physics so different to these ideals? What is wrong with me? did i miss some gene which stops me loving mathematics as much as Edward Witten or Stephen Hawking? Does it just not click in my head? Or do i just need more training in mathematics and physics before i see the true beauty beneath the surface?
I have tried to find this beauty but so far, no matter which college book i read, there is nothing like the excitement i felt when reading a brief history of time.
Are the days of Einstein gone? Did the ever exist in the first place? I am so damn confused!
If i am right, then what the hell do i do with my life?